It was all because of Jesus’ birth that I live anew . . . because it didn’t look like things would be good. The doctor’s words were grim. “Mrs. Parker you will most likely not
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It was all because of Jesus’ birth that I live anew . . . because it didn’t look like things would be good. The doctor’s words were grim. “Mrs. Parker you will most likely not
Read moreThunderstorms form quickly in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Deep rumbles roll across the peaks dotted with lighting strikes that illuminates the dark mountain silhouettes. You always know when a storm is on the rise. Such
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