Mothers Mold the World
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Mothers Mold the World

Imagine being a thirteen year old girl, probably running around playing in the dirt, when all of a sudden, a bright flash of light streaks across in front of you. Out of nowhere appears a man you’ve never seen and tells you, “hey, you’re going to have a son. He’s going to save the world,...

Choosing to Forgive
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Choosing to Forgive

Probably one of the most nerve-wracking experiences my first year in junior high was awaiting the return of the love note response I sent up to Jennifer, a high school freshman. You know, the one that says, “Do you like me?” Check Yes or No. Even at the early age of twelve I had big...