A Place to Belong

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A moving message of hope and belonging from Circle of Friends president, Lisa Troyer.

Looking for a place to belong? Find it in a community of women fostering relationships through authenticity, affirmation, and accountability —find it in the Circle of Friends. Your outlook will never be the same as you explore the ministry potential of a dynamic group of “women helping women,” and catch their vision to be women committed to Jesus Christ, obediently seeking God’s will, and fulfilling their life mission as Christ-followers.

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Confessions of a Peace Lover…

Summer, where hast thou gone? Oh I realize that technically it is still summer but September always sounds like fall to me. Days are shorter, nights are cooler. And of course there’s the whole “back to school” thing for the kids

Time flies when you’re having fun.

Summer 2015 has been filled with some out-of-the-norm activities for us. We ended the school year with a houseguest from Alaska. It’s always fun to show out-of-towners the beauty of Amish Country. Soon after our guest room was empty I was excited to attend an

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The Passionate Listener

 

Honestly, can I tell you where I’m at?
Honestly, can I pull the curtain back?
Will you run if you see how weak I am?

If you don’t see the real me you won’t see what mercy’s done.
If you don’t see my weakness you won’t see what love has won.
If you don’t see the distance from the darkness to the sun.
You won’t see…Honestly.

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The Passionate Listener

Today I relived emotions that I remember having when I was young.

Today, I reopened those feelings from 1995. I was 9 years old, only weeks away from my 10th birthday. These feelings were quite the same when the Twin Towers were attacked in 2001. And the feelings I feel when I watch or read documentation on the event.

I visited the site of the 1995 Oklahoma Bombing that took place on April 19th. I mostly remember the incident because my Aunt and Uncle lived just outside of Oklahoma City. I visited

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