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Hope on Hold

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Here’s my list of things I just really want- gifts I don't deserve but I long for anyway. A harp....

Flourishing while Suffering- Lessons from potatoes

We can embrace suffering and use it as a platform for flourishing in God's grace. Twenty five ...

When Things Go Wrong... You're Getting Strong

I am not creative with my workouts. In fact, I like to do exactly the same routine with little to ...

The Healing Process- Inside and Out

It was dusk and I was in my pajamas, my arms wrapped around a rose bush in the front yard. I heard my ...

Julie Rajnus, MA

In about 1985, I was a bored teenager walking through Bonanza, Oregon with my cousin, Rachelle. We noticed a crowd gathered at the Big Springs park (Bonanza, Oregon). It was a summer church baptismal service at the river. Before I knew it- I was dazed and soaking wet, yet filled with an indescribable joy. I never knew which particular church had baptized me, or even the name of the pastor. But, I did become suddenly, acutely aware of God’s presence.