One of my prized possessions is a children’s prayer book that used to belong to my mother. The cover has a picture of a beautiful girl with long blonde hair. She’s wearing what I’ve always thought is her nightgown, but which may actually be a choir robe. The girl’s hands are folded before her in the manner proper for Catholic...
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Before I began writing to you today, I needed encouragement. You see, August was the month that Remembering Janet selected our latest scholarship recipients. I knew that the notification letters, mailed yesterday, would soon be eagerly opened by all the candidates, but only five would be elated to know that they had swayed us and won awards. The rest might...
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When death separates us from our loved ones, we grieve. We terribly miss those family and friends in heaven, even though—as Christians—we know that Jesus is with our dear ones. We just don’t like being without them. Often, we wish we could undo what has been done. The harsh reality of our loss lingers throughout our lifetime and burdens us...
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