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The day I was born it rained.  If April showers really do bring May flowers, someone forgot to tell God to plant some at my house. The exterior of the home in which I was born was a direct reflection of the hostility on the inside.
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Hope GirlWhen tragedy threatens to steal her first born Lynn finds herself reliving every disappointment, every heartache, every loss, and every layer of guilt from her past. Pain upon pain twists its way around her heart leaving little room for anything but the bitter taste of anger and hate. But God isn’t done. He has hope, miracles and redemption in store. If only she dare see it. Archives
June 2016
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