Home of the Sprouting Seeds
I renamed my church, again. Wait. Don’t go. Please hear me out…
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I renamed my church, again. Wait. Don’t go. Please hear me out…
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I was woefully undermothered as a child. My mother was woefully undermothered as a child. My mother’s mother was woefully undermothered as a child. These wounds run deep.
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