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It was an early Saturday morning in my sophomore year of high school, and I was eager to get to my job at the local bowling lanes. The evening before, I had stayed late to mop the muddy tile floors… Most people know they’re messed up. Instead of lectures, they need a hope for redemption.
It was an early Saturday morning in my sophomore year of high school, and I was eager to get to my job at the local bowling lanes. The evening before, I had stayed late to mop the muddy tile floors…
Most people know they’re messed up. Instead of lectures, they need a hope for redemption.
Source: Unexpected Grace | Our Daily Bread
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It was an early Saturday morning in my sophomore year of high school, and I was eager to get to my job at the local bowling lanes. The evening before, I had stayed late to mop the muddy tile floors…
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