Heavenly Father, I desire for you to be the Lord of my conscience; show me the ways in which my conscience is out of synch with your Word; keep me from becoming hardened or insensitive to the nudges and convictions of your Holy Spirit.
One August morning in 1971 my parents and I packed up our blue Rambler with all my worldly possessions and headed off from my childhood home in Indiana to my new home in Ames, Iowa: Floor 5, Wilson Hall, Iowa State University. That's where I met another incoming freshman, a blond Easterner named ...
We sat in the middle of the floor, surrounded by thousands of photos. My sister and I were overwhelmed by these collected images from the generations of our family. Mom had pictures stored in shoeboxes, crumbling albums, and plastic bags, all put away in two massive trunks.
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