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Guard your heart, use your brains, and above all remember this is the Internet.
Reblogged from Trading My Sorrows (Grace Restored): I wrote this article last year for a Christian internet dating site. I have edited it with a few more thoughts. I think it bears repeating. I am not trying to discount getting … Continue reading
It’s Gonna Be Alright Child
I already know this post might cost me readers but I will say this anyway. People get spooky about GOD working so directly in a life but this is really happening and besides I have no way of knowing who … Continue reading
Little Bob ~ How Not To Live
He was only 5 years old and from all I have heard he was a precious sweet child that was very tender. My earliest memories of him were scarce. I remember running past the open door of the mobile home … Continue reading
