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Some of my earliest, most precious memories are of going to church on Sundays with my family.  Every Sunday, my parents took my sisters and brother and me to church, so I knew about Jesus from the time I was old enough to sing “Jesus Loves Me.”  And I loved church.  My mom made dresses for my sisters and me …

I just—can’t—anymore.  I watch the news.  I’m on social media.  And every day, it seems, there are more and more horrible happenings in our world.  Just when I think it can’t possibly get worse—that we’ve heard and seen it all—someone ups the ante.  And the evil grows.  I watch, and I pray, and I’m on my knees with so many …

This past Saturday was Corn Festival in our little town on the prairie.  Corn Festival is the way our town celebrates harvest—with a parade, craft and food stands, and a concert at the end of the night.  It’s everything that is wonderful about a small town—American flags, kids on floats in a parade, quilt shows, and seeing people you know …