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Sharing the gift of authentic hope

I was nervous. So nervous that the butterflies were fluttering, my laugh was a bit forced, and my insides were just short of churning. It was the morning of my first Tough Mudder race. As I stood waiting for the mud run to begin, the thoughts in my brain tumbled...

Only a moment

Some stand uncertainly, arms wrapped around their children. Others grip the iron bars of their prison in desperation. But all eyes are fastened on Luke, as one man asks him the question they all long to voice. “What’s going to happen to us?” A short...

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