When God Speaks

The sun shone through the window and made it nearly impossible for me to see the cash register. The typical morning rush was in full swing, and help wasn’t expected for another two hours. Nothing new. The same old, same old. That was just how my weekends were. But there was something odd about this […]

via Tuesday’s Tales: When God Speaks by Lissa Dobbs — Tracee Ford

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