“It’s so hard to be rootless,” I complained to the Lord one afternoon with tears running down my cheeks....
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“It’s so hard to be rootless,” I complained to the Lord one afternoon with tears running down my cheeks....
Sometimes what I want more than full-contact, potentially-messy friendships, is a thin veneer of friendliness…
I am starting to identify with Sarah—you know, Abraham’s wife. One day, Abe got an international driver’s license, bought...