In the parking lot of Michael's yesterday, a young girl carrying a book approached me. I stopped to hear what she had to say. Smiling real big, she said she'd like to invite me to church Sunday. I responded by telling her I'd be attending my own church on Sunday. She asked me which one, and I told her. I asked which church she belonged to, and she pulled back her lapel to show a badge with the words, Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, which indicated our beliefs differ. We exchanged a few more niceties and then went our separate ways.
Surviving the storms of life
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I heard about a simple man on my mother's family tree A faded photo black and white proves the authenticity He stands so tall in...