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3 illustrations
There once was a small, struggling church in a tight-knit community. Among its members was a woman named Grace, known for her gentle spirit. Grace was not a preacher or a leader; she was the quiet one in the back...
In a quiet garden not far from my home, I watched a young boy kneeling by a small patch of soil. His hands were caked with dirt as he carefully placed tiny seeds into the earth. His father, observing nearby,...
Lydia had always been known for her fierce ambition. As a successful businesswoman in her community, she wore her self-made identity like a badge of honor. But as she climbed the corporate ladder, she found herself increasingly tired—exhausted by the...