Chantel 5 Minute Read Sometimes I forget. I sit on my couch, and read about the thousands and thousands of women and children who are enslaved. Once in a while, it strikes close to home. Human trafficking doesn’t just happen “over there”. It happens here. Right here in our backyards all the time. I feel so helpless. So desperate….
Jeannie Pederson 2 Minute Read I love Pinterest. Really, I do. And it’s been a helpful tool for me as I figure out what my personal decorating style is, collect recipes to try, and file away ideas for later. I love seeing the creativity other people have, and the beauty God lets us create. But sometimes, Pinterest sets the bar…
Elisabeth Allen 4 Minute Read It’s 3am and my heart is restless with anxieties that grow and multiply in the dark like dustbunnies under my bed. I suspect that most of us who wage war with anxiety know from painful and personal experience that dustbunnies of, well, dust are easier to manage than dustbunnies of anxiety. The dusty kind are…
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