Stability or not

I was loading my car with groceries the other day and overheard two men talking about the ridiculous hours they work just to afford life.  As they were departing one said to the other, "hey, at least it's a job", and I shut my car door wanting to leap out of it and ask them, …

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Sowing into Sorgoson, Philippines

I'm taking a moment to share a testimony about little ol' me and my waitressing days.  I was 23 working at The Cheesecake Factory in Baltimore Maryland and seeing miracles daily.  Of course, I only worked three nights out of the week because I was an autistic therapist by day, but nonetheless, prayers ushered in …

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