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December 08, 2009

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Deborah

Thank you for this. I’m not sure what happened, or when things went weird. (Were things always this way?) But as I read your post I remembered -the day I stumbled into a community where having pain wasn’t equated with 'walking in sin' ...that was the day the healing started :) We all look better in low-lit rooms, but I don't want to live in the dark.

Deb

Thank you for this.

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