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Testimony Time




Girlfriends have a way of getting you to tell your secrets.  I'm sharing my testimony today.  If you want to know more about the real me, checkout Cheryl's web page, Homespun Devotions, where yours truly is in the hot seat.    Click here...

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  1. Just read your testimony and here I am! :) I am looking forward to perusing your blog!

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  2. Beautiful testimony, Mary! Prayers for Tom!

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  3. such a precious testimony, praying for you and Tom. I love you.

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  4. Such a wonderful testimony of God's work in you and your family's lives! And you indeed have such a beautiful smile!

    betty

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  5. Wonderful testimony. Praying for Tom.

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  6. That's such a neat interview ... and this photo of you is stunning. You glow, girlfriend!
    Prayers continuing for Tom (and all who love him!).

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  7. Read your testimony and it is very inspiring. I too didn't know how to smile until I accepted Jesus personally into my heart. Prayed and bless Tom for healing.

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    1. Jesus lifted me should be our theme song, Nancy! Thank you for your kind prayers and remarks!

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  8. I read this awesome interview and i did leave a comment over there too Mary. God bless

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  9. That was a great interview. I so appreciate your attitude. Well done, sister!

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    1. Thanks, Floyd. You always put a smile on my face.

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  10. I love and appreciate you so much, sweet friend! Thank you for sharing your heart and being willing to do the interview. It has blessed me so much! And, thank you for sharing it here...what a dear joy it was to open this and read it today! I am so sorry it took me so long to get over here to comment. We were without electric, phone, AND internet, and oh, my, it has been crazy here! So happy to finally get the chance to visit with you!

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    1. You challenged me to a very different journey, my friend. It was fun! God bless you.

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  11. I enjoyed so much reading your testimony Mary. Blessed me beyond words this morning. Hugs and blessings, Cindy

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  12. I love your story Mary! God has blessed you with such a full life! I love your sweet spirit and your adventurous heart!

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  13. Sister...been busy helping a friend in need. I know you don't have to be in the hot seat in order for anyone to hear your testimonies. Your heartfelt posts bless me each time I visit! It was indeed your smile that made me visit your site back in 2008. 8 years...wow....we're still here by His grace. Happy 4th to you too and prayers continue specially for bro. Tom's healing. Don't need to watch the fireworks. We always carry this unfathomable freedom we have in Christ,our good Lord. To Him be the glory forever. Hugs and prayers.

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    1. I love you so much, my "old" friend...sigh...one of my very first friends online! Somehow I always just knew you were in my corner.

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