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Just Sing

I remember the day I said goodbye to Harry. I'd seen him two weeks earlier, in a lot of pain, but up, dressed and eagerly greeting friends who called. A week later, I heard he was worse. Monday he still got dressed. Wednesday he couldn't get out of bed. On Friday I waited while the nurse made him presentable. That…
February 8, 2017
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God’s Hand On My Shoulder

I think the first time I came to College Wesleyan was when there was a community Good Friday service here. My daughter was going to come with me, but she got sick and couldn’t come, so I came in by myself. As soon as I went in the sanctuary, I felt God there; I knew He was in that sanctuary.…
March 1, 2017
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The Path Not Taken

I grew up attending a Nazarene church in Indiana. I was saved at seven, baptized at fourteen, and early in life felt called into ministry. I was set to go to Olivet Nazarene College, with my life wide open before me. My trust in God felt unshakeable and I was chomping at the bit to pursue the ministry. A dark…
February 8, 2017