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Recently, while praying, it hit me in a way that I’ve never had it do so before: my experience growing up going to work with my dad is strikingly similar to that which is an offer with my heavenly Father.
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He’s there.
The question is:
Is our heart willing to see Him in the ways He chooses to present Himself…?
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I was 9 years old when I lost the closest thing to Jesus I'd ever known. It was 1995, and my grandmother was a young 54 when she passed away.
Although I was little, I realized then that there was something incredibly unique about this woman: a poor farm girl turned life changer.
I didn't hold a masters degree. Heck, I wasn't even an elementary school graduate! But I knew enough to realize her life was set apart. I'm old enough now to understand the things that made it that way.
It's my mission to use what I know to help you live that kind of life... A life that outlives you.
Meet the girl behind the words —
Me, the year I realized the power of a life well lived.
Age 9