The Wrong Kind of People

I guess that’s me. I mean I sure have a lot of broken stuff in my history, and it sure does offend a lot of church-going folks, but just so we get this straight right from the start—my history is not my destiny! How do I know that? ‘Cause I prayed this crazy desperate prayer…

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PRoDiGal PAraBle

Who grew up in a house full of people feeling sad…  and alone. Growing up that way was hard. But through long empty years she held on to her DREAM that someday, somehow, somewhere, she would find something or someone who would transform her sadness into THE TRUE HAPPINESS her empty heart craved. Finally the…

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