Becoming a Writer
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The First Flicker
The first hint that God wanted me to write flickered as I strived to help my…
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A White Rose
One day, he handed me a white rose and said, “God told me, ‘She is pure…
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Go to Church
I don’t remember why I remained after everyone left. The guest speaker approached me and said,…
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I Want God
The following Sunday, the moment I stepped into the church, I knew I belonged there. But…
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Something About That Book
After I exhausted the supply of animal books, I decided to read every book in the…
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It’s Time
This blog will document my long journey to becoming a writer. I have friends who were…
