by Nan Jones I tugged on my robe, snuggling beneath its warmth on a cold January day. Grabbing my Bible and a warm cup of coffee, I settled on the couch near the window. From
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by Nan Jones I tugged on my robe, snuggling beneath its warmth on a cold January day. Grabbing my Bible and a warm cup of coffee, I settled on the couch near the window. From
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