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What if…we laid down our burdens?
“Let me help,” Carrie said to her daughter. “It’s too heavy for you.” “No,” Rebecca said. “Let me do it.” Rebecca insisted she carry the groceries from the store to their apartment. The five-year old could be stubborn at times, but Carrie knew if she didn’t let her...
What if…we worried about our inward appearance, not outward?
Eleanor walked into the church and slipped by the greeters unnoticed. She didn’t really want to be here, but promised Amy she would come hear her sing. Normally, she spent Sunday mornings cleaning. She looked at her watch. Couldn’t I be late, just this once? Not...
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