The Thanks I Get

“Her shoes are nowhere to be found!”   “What?” I said aghast, not really believing that Bree’s nice tennis shoes were really swiped just like that.   The youth group volunteer and I continued the frantic search around the front entrance of our “empowerment center,” a place set in a poor Indonesian neighborhood, designed to …

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Storm Chasers

FLAGSTAFF, AZ. Someday when my hands are trembling so that I can’t even manage to wipe the drool off my chin, and I am left alone with nothing but my memories, I will know that my life moved no further than the summation of my dreams.   My life’s work has given me a chance …

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