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A Dusty Road…A Rock…And a still small voice.

while walking to my grandma's house I discovered prayer is a conversation, not a dialogue.

She only lived three blocks away. We lived at house number 308 and she lived at 415, straight down the dirt road, beside the church I had attended my whole life.  I thought I was grown, but I was  probably 7 years old. You can imagine how long ago that was. I bring that up […]