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Month: April 2020

She Much Rather …

The pastor gave the final blessing over the congregation from an empty stage. He looked down at his guitar as he strummed a few soft chords and prayed. He was a gentle musician and an honest preacher. “Love people and love God!” He’d say. Everybody knew he meant it. He lived it. Her church wasn’t perfect, but her living room was no sanctuary either. She hated leaving like this. With a click. She wished he would have played one more hymn. She closed her laptop and swallowed hard. She¬†much rather… Read more She Much Rather …