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As the sky was filled with dancing light from one mountain-rimmed horizon to the other, we shouted out thanks to the Lord and asked him to “do another one.”

 

Bearing my suffering consciously and willingly became a way to give myself and my love to the Lord.

 

Always she told me the truth: that she loved me, that the Lord loved me, and that I was not alone.

 

Joan Pingel sighed as she walked into the Bossier City, LA, shopping mall on a Saturday in July and saw the extremely long line.

 

The neighbors I met were unpretentious, warm, welcoming and easy to talk to. There is something very beautiful in them.

 

Kerry, more than anyone, has held the vision bright. He consistently held up the goal that the formation of the intellect was foremost.