A Valentine for the World…and for the Church I Left
…hours and sometimes, daringly, a beer. Everyone showing up to help someone move house or bring casseroles to a mom down with nasty case of mastitis. We loved each other’s kids, too, and held them on our laps beside our own kids and listened to their jokes and sang “This Little Light of Mine” for hours of children’s church. “Don’t let Satan blow it out!” we sang with our wide eyes and serious smiles and we did this all for our children, our future,…
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