“The girls and I walked into the small, empty chapel. ‘Let’s sit up front,’ I said. I led the way, and we took our seats. I smiled, taking in my surroundings—my teenage daughters were with me at a women’s retreat. I’d just signed them up, without their permission, and they hadn’t given me any flack over it.”
I hope you’ll join me at WMU’s website for more of the story …
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Great story, Shelli.
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Bill, thank you so much. It means so much that you would read it.
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I love stories like that.
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Shelli, I loved your modern day rendition of the Returning Prodigal. It’s what the Good News is all about–returning Home. ❤
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Thank you, Wendy. Her story was so heart-touching. Her dad waiting for her … on the street. Just precious. She was a great speaker. ❤
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