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    In Good Company: Why Good Friends Tell You The Cold Hard Truth

    It was wrong, and I knew it, but I couldn’t resist…and that’s the cold hard truth. With a small spoon in the front pocket of my Jordache jeans and the crazed determination of a chocolate addict, I made my way around the large kitchen table into the claustrophobic laundry room…

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    The Peace That Comes From Abiding In God

    Not long ago, just as the clock struck midnight, an earth-shattering revelation, made by someone I love more than life itself, threatened to turn my entire world upside-down. Yet, I felt completely at peace. The crushing blow that had the potential to alter the trajectory of my life, from this…

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    Broken: We All Have Both Hidden Wounds And Hidden Strength

    It was broken, of that I was certain.   My arm, grasped firmly by my friend, throbbed at the pressure being forced against it.   A group of long-time neighborhood friends had gathered in the middle of the street to play a game of Red Robin.   Two teams facing…

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    Family History Miracles: How my Love for Stories Led to an Important Discovery

    I often have difficulty doing “official” family history work because it feels rather overwhelming. However, I do love reading the stories and viewing the pictures that are found on familysearch.org. One afternoon several weeks ago, I was researching the documents of a particular ancestor who lived in the early 1800’s. One document,…

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    The Gifts Of The Spirit: Why YOUR Gifts Matter

    GIFTS OF THE SPIRIT AND KIWI FRUIT Truth is, I often feel like a kiwi fruit.   On the outside, this small fruit appears rough, dull, ordinary.   “That’s me,” I sigh with my best Eeyore impersonation, “rough, dull, ordinary“.   Yet, shockingly, this “rough, dull, ordinary-looking” fruit is actually…

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    Change: My New Friend

    Bright sunlight filtering through the bedroom drapes was the first thing I noticed as I awoke from a restful night’s sleep. Rolling over and climbing out of bed, I made my way to the kitchen for a glass of water and a quick glance at the clock. 8:56 a.m. Today was my own…

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    Giants, Then and Now: Becoming a Covenant-Keeping People

    One day, in the midst of an election season, my 8-year-old son asked if, as a family, we could study the Old Testament. At first, I thought he was joking. He wasn’t. So we started on a slow and steady journey through the Old Testament, all the while feeling sure…