The man watched them day after day, pacing back and forth in the dirt. He felt deep compassion for them. “It is time,” he said.
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Home Alone
I have never, ever been home alone on Christmas Eve. As the realization washed over me, a tiny ripple of feeling sorry for myself began to trickle into my heart.
But then, the Holy Spirit interrupted with an almost-audible whisper. “This is the perfect night to spend with Jesus.”
In Remebrance of…
“Memorial Day is a time to reflect, pay tribute, and be proud of the bravery of those who gave their lives in the line of duty.”