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The Gift Of The Shedding Of Tears

The Gift Of The Shedding Of Tears

Yesterday my friend smashed her finger while helping her father chop wood.  I could feel her pain as she told me the story.  As painful as it was for her, it was even harder to hold  back the tears.  So she let them flow.  Despite the physical pain, emotionally she...
I Stopped Being A Prostitute

I Stopped Being A Prostitute

It’s shocking to hear that a clergy person may be a prostitute, but I have to admit, I tried little click bait. I’m not a prostitute in the conventional sense of the word. That is, I don’t do sexual things for money. But, there are things I do even when I don’t...