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A Friend Called Grace

She was a compulsive gardener. She grew impossible things from seeds and from cuttings. Every space in her yard was crowded. “I need more space!” she cried, phoning her friend, Grace. Grace owned a spare block of ground alongside. She had the block cleaned and set out...

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Who God is to Me…

For many years I knew not God. I was fearful of Him and worried about what punishment He would administer if I did something wrong, or if I sinned or made Him angry. I was not at all sure there was a God. But if there were, I certainly did not want to irritate Him and...

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Powered by Grace

Let me paint a picture of an all-too-common cycle in my life: I stop working out as much as I think I should, then I start letting the healthy eating habits slide too. Now before you get the idea that I am a fitness machine, allow me to clarify. I like to work out...

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