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Take to heart Worth Every Effort
By Teresa Lee Rainey

"In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him. Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins." (1 John 4:9-10 KJV)

"MOM, DAD, HELP … THE PUPPIES ARE DROWNING!!"

Andrew’s screams forced us into a mad dash for the front porch. As John and I raced outside, Tim was already lying in the mud, halfway under the stairs. He somehow stretched his arms back toward us with one of eight, three-week-old puppies dangling from his mud-caked hands. Despite the downpour, we began a saving chain of hope while Beauty (our Chow/Shepherd) ran back and forth between us, drenched and looking very worried.

Three weeks ago, we all thought Beauty was quite ingenious for digging out the perfect birthing place under the porch stairs.

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Was Dark as Coal, Now White as Snow
By Jerry D. Lane

Going to Granny Helen’s house when I was a boy brought shrills of excitement from my brother and me. She lived quite a distance away and we only visited a few times during the year. I remember those times so vividly that I can close my eyes and imagine the fun we had. To this day, Granny Helen goes outside or gets down on the floor to play games with her great grandchildren; though not as often as before.

When I was a kid, she’d help us strategically set up grand battles with little green plastic army men. I don’t remember how we knew which men belonged to what army, but she helped us keep track. She taught us games like "Pick up Sticks®," Dominoes® and others which have become unknown games to most kids today. We consulted her on building plans and construction of Lincoln Log® homes as well.

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Take to heart Skyline Drive at Sunrise

Glenn A. Hascall

It was Easter Eve, and I was a senior in high school. My friend Curtis and I took my 1970 Dodge Coronet to Skyline Drive at Guernsey Lake. Skyline Drive is a meandering forested road that leads to the highest points above the lake.

A larger group of friends would come up Easter Morning for a Sunrise Service but we planned on staying the night at a place that was often referred to as "the castle". This all-stone structure was open air and included a fireplace (which we used constantly) and a staircase to an upper level that allowed a fantastic view of the lake far below. I also discovered that this was a wonderful place to watch stars, away from the glare of city lights. They were brilliant.

The setting reminded me of what it might have been like the night of Peter's betrayal when he came to the courtyard to be close to Jesus, yet in the process of getting close, found that he wanted to be further away. He denied Jesus repeatedly. And then the rooster crowed.

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