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As a child, I remember visiting the local bank. Dark, shiny wood paneling lined the walls. People in formal attire smiled and handed out Dum Dums. Black pens hung on beaded chains. Chatter remained hushed. I loved going to the bank and listening to the familiar...
A rag-tag group of elementary students sat at a table and hand-crafted Valentine’s cards. The cards would be delivered to shut-ins of the church. In the pile of crayon smears and scratchy writing lay my daughter’s card. She has a flair for the dramatic, so the card...
A woman named Amy Sherman said the following about the Good Samaritan: “It’s not like he stood on the other side of the road and threw canned goods and religious tracts at the guy. He crossed the road. He got up close and personal. He dirtied his own hands.” Isn’t...
A couple of weeks ago, our church's bulletin contained a blurb about the new, permanent food pantry going up in our lobby. Members have the opportunity fill the pantry weekly, and then, the contents of the pantry are donated to a local public school. Nice. However,...
“I didn’t get a chance to see the fire engine this year,” she said, her voice...
immersion: a state of being deeply engaged or involved; being absorbed by. I...
It's Wednesday evening and you've got a big presentation Thursday afternoon....
Picture this. Your church fellowship hall filled to capacity. There are people...
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