Tracing stories

I don’t know when Lois lost her husband. The first time I met her, she was living with her daughter and son-in-law in a little town in Turkey. She had at least one grandson named Timothy. She told him Bible stories. The same ones I heard when I was growing up. The one about Elijah […]

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a fist-sized rock

“What do you need from the next three months?” We talked about this question last week. Answers include I need to find out what my life is going to be. I need to find out whether God loves me. I need to build some direction. I need to resolve some complications. And I need structure. […]

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