A Valentine for the World…and for the Church I Left
…I mulled those words. I wasn’t sitting in a beat-up car at a stoplight in South Des Moines, I was a sanctuary, a light in the window, a refuge for all who sojourned in God. I mattered. That’s why I worked so hard for so long. I gave my utmost for His highest. You know I did. I gave him everything I had to give until there was nothing left to give. The World Was Here All Along Years later, another very different epiphany in a car. My first secular…
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