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Wednesday Wonderings
When the medical field intervenes in the natural process of life, what is our responsibility to uphold life? What is God's plan for intervention? Embryo adoption, also known as a snowflake baby, has gained traction over the past fifteen years as a viable way for couples to have children. Christians need to be informed. Wednesday Wonderings is a safe place to get answers to your questions. Please ask any question, even the one you think might offend me.
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Also, please tell me about yourself and why this question is important to you. Each Wednesday, I’ll post an answer to a question.
What Readers Are Saying-
About Surrendered
Lara - "clearly written and encouraged many"
June - "You have this. Keep rolling."
Diane - "Great article, LaDora!"
About Waiting For My Turn
Agape review Team - "Soulfully written and resonated with us"
Audrey - "Beautifully written, LaDora! Your words spoke to my heart."
Barbara - "An awesome article."
About Breathe: A Devotion
Glenda - "So very good. The Holy Spirit spoke life into me this morning because of your obedience to what He wanted you to write."
Some of my stories…
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Surrendered
I believe God gave it to me. Why would he want it back? *** In the Summer of 1987, my mom and I discussed my senior year of high school....
Surrendered
I believe God gave it to me. Why would he want it back? *** In the Summer of 1987, my mom and I discussed my senior year of high school....
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Breathe Deep: A Daily Devotional
Breathe. An automatic action our body performs. We sleep all night without telling ourselves to breathe, but we wear smart watches that notify us when we are breathless. On one...
Breathe Deep: A Daily Devotional
Breathe. An automatic action our body performs. We sleep all night without telling ourselves to breathe, but we wear smart watches that notify us when we are breathless. On one...
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Waiting for My Turn
When is it my turn? I didn’t come to sit here.In fifth grade, my school held eight grade levels in two classrooms. Boys and girls, grades fifth through twelfth, gathered...
Waiting for My Turn
When is it my turn? I didn’t come to sit here.In fifth grade, my school held eight grade levels in two classrooms. Boys and girls, grades fifth through twelfth, gathered...
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Tennessee
Our hearts shredded as the ties were pulled away from the place and people we loved. We lived in the valley, the southeast region of the Volunteer State, which sits...
Tennessee
Our hearts shredded as the ties were pulled away from the place and people we loved. We lived in the valley, the southeast region of the Volunteer State, which sits...
