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3 illustrations
In a quiet garden not far from my home, I watched a young boy kneeling by a small patch of soil. His hands were caked with dirt as he carefully placed tiny seeds into the earth. His father, observing nearby,...
There once was a small, struggling church in a tight-knit community. Among its members was a woman named Grace, known for her gentle spirit. Grace was not a preacher or a leader; she was the quiet one in the back...
Lydia had always been known for her fierce ambition. As a successful businesswoman in her community, she wore her self-made identity like a badge of honor. But as she climbed the corporate ladder, she found herself increasingly tired—exhausted by the...