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At the Table: Protecting Your Mind and Heart from Spiritual Attacks
I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I was frustrated because we needed to leave for the party, but I wasn’t ready. I had run to the store that morning to buy a last minute birthday gift, tried to finish all the things on my to-do list, and made sure the kids were dressed. Frazzled, I plopped down to put my shoes on and growled, “We have to go now!” Everyone scrambled to the car. We rode in silence, mostly because no one dared to say a word for fear of ho
Kimberlea Hardy
6 days ago3 min read
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