I looked out the back window of the van as we pulled away from Luba’s apartment building in Kherson....
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August 15, 2003
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I looked out the back window of the van as we pulled away from Luba’s apartment building in Kherson....
The African sun is hardly over the horizon but my eyes burst open as the familiar tick of the...
Sometimes I want to cry Because life is sweet And yet so hard. God overwhelms us With his love...
It’s good to take stock now and then of your friendships. Who comes to mind when you think of...