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My First Favorite Valentine’s Day

I think my love for Valentine’s Day began in 1991.  I was a senior– the typical silly, self-absorbed 17-year-old with over-permed hair and over-rated expectations of finding romance in the halls of my high school.  I’m not saying it hasn’t happened for some, but I’d lived through my share of crushes and I knew deep down I…


One month. My family has lived our first month without my dad here, and we’re amazed at the overwhelming sense of absence and presence. The absence of a person so big to us that he’ll never be able to be replaced. And the presence of a God so real to us that we can never…

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