by: carole l. haines Ever feel like that, a left-over? Picked last when the neighborhood got up a game of soft-ball, left out of a special party; passed over, cast aside, ever felt that way? Well I sure have, and I was brooding a bit about it this morning. But God gave me a visualContinue reading “Left-over Lights”
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