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Жуй мясо и выплевывай кости

 When I was young, I remember listening to a sermon that left me full of questions. I asked my mother to help answer some of the questions I had. She tried her best, but it had been a long day and...
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Дар дарения

In our early twenties, my sister and I lived in Chicago, where we worked and paid our way through university. My sister had a really great job at the Lyric Opera House, and every week, they would put...
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Ваш выбор

Bedazzled by four hundred-plus hits on a website featuring crafts, I studied the images for the perfect wall plaque of Joshua 24:15, “as for me and my house we will serve the Lord.”
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Моя история?

We sat in a circle in our group leaders’ living room. It was another week of Rooted, and one of the couples in our group was sharing their story. We had not been meeting for very long and we all...
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Плавающие

«Я оставляю тебя с ответственностью заботиться о нашей рыбе, Нэнси», — такими были прощальные слова Дэйва, отправляясь в велосипедную поездку в Канаду. 
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Длинные и широкие столы

If my memoir had a title, it would be Everything I Know about Life I Learned at Church Camp. I just returned from Willow’s Camp Paradise, where God rocked my world yet again.
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Сказка о заячьем хвостике

My oldest child, Kristen, was 3 years old. I was running late to her dress rehearsal for the dance recital. Juggling my 1-year-old with one hand, I sat on the park district studio floor, using my...
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Время молиться

In high school we had a tiny box of a library. Thick, heavy books were crowded on narrow wooden bookshelves. My eye caught the title of an old book just out of my reach on the top shelf.