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Your Life a Theater

We found our seat in the already filling high school auditorium –Matt with an aisle seat so he could stretch out his long legs. Hands opened programs, and we spoke through the coming choir songs. Oh, this one is my favorite, I said. Anticipation. Lights dimmed. My pulse picked up. Rows of students in flowing…

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God’s Closet

I used to lay on my mom’s bed and try to peak into her closet when she was getting her clothes out for the day, because there were a few little shelves up high where she kept future gifts. She would keep her eyes open while shopping, and if she saw something on sale that looked…

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What Would You Do If You Finally Had Enough Money?

I sat down on the plastic chair in front of the table, and the man placed a form in front of me. I couldn’t read it, my eyes swimming with tears. Setting down the pen, I buried face in hands and cried win-the-lottery, can’t-believe-I’m-finally-doing-this, dream-coming true tears. Months ago God put this in front of me, the same months…

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