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Little Things: The Language of Friendship
A cheerful yellow envelope arrived exactly when I needed it. Friendship speaks through offering a "little something." Is there someone you know needs a little something today. Send it. Cook extra. Give warm hugs like Olaf. Small gestures whisper, "You too? You're not alone
April White
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When I Could Not Pray for Myself by Briane Pittman Kearns
When aggressive breast cancer shattered my world, fear paralyzed me completely. I couldn't pray, couldn't open my Bible, couldn't breathe. For the first time, God felt distant. Then emails flooded in—my church family praying the words I couldn't speak, sharing Scripture I couldn't read. God met me in my inability. That gray December day, I learned: my limitations don't limit God. His love overwhelmed my fear. Twenty-one years later, He still does.
April White
5 min read
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