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OneWord

In which I replace all the resolutions with focusing on and living a single word.

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currently blogging from Somewhere, USA

I used to believe being a missionary meant getting on a plane, going to a far away place to live, to share the Gospel. Now I believe being a missionary means getting up in the morning, walking out my front door, sharing the Gospel with whomever I meet. The whole world is the mission field. And Jesus loves you! Yes! YOU!

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I hurt my Friend, BRT. Thankful the doctor thinks he can fix it. 😢

I have friends in Iowa too.

We met 8 years ago in Congo Brazzaville on a big white ship. We’ve been friends ever since. From Congo to California to Arizona to Colorado. There’s no ship like friendship!

I did a thing.

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