It was a Thursday when long-time friends of ours, and supporters from our days in ministry, felt God lay us on their hearts. They wrote a check and put it in the mail. Thousands of miles away, we were unaware. In our neck of the woods, there wasn’t much unusual going on. Monday through Friday, my husband and I have a strong routine. We’re up before the sun and busy ‘til the day is done. After work, we’re exchanging stories, hitting the gym, and eating supper with a little TV. Throw in a call...

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