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A RESURRECTION
by Janna Lafrance
He patted the old couch cushion with his aging hand and sent a cloud of sand and dust into the air. The motion reminded him both of how long it had...
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RESOLVING CONFLICT
by Janna Lafrance
I grew up in a family that didn’t argue. Sure, my siblings and I would get into the odd squabble, and my brothers liked to pummel each other from t...
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RECOVERING FROM BETRAYAL
by Janna Lafrance
I’ve gone through some crappy things in my life. We all have. I think one of the hardest ones to weather—one of the hardest ones to recover from—is...
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MOTHER CAUGHT IN A STORM
by Janna Lafrance
Sometimes life seems a lot like a wind storm. And the odd time, “hurricane” would be a more apt description. I find that, being a mom, I am usually...
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WHY GOOD FRIDAY SEEMS LIKE ANY OTHER DAY
by Janna Lafrance
I’m a contemplative person. Over the years, as our brood of cutie-pies has increased, those moments to sit and ponder the mysteries of life have de...
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GOD BEHIND A WALL
by Janna Lafrance
It has long been my thought, my contention, that every human being knows, somewhere deep within themselves, that there is a being who exists outsid...
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DANCING LIKE YOU’RE CRAZY
by Janna Lafrance
Why do so many of us love to dance, or to be at the very least, in the presence of dancers? There is something liberating about it, isn’t there? An...
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A SONG FROM CALVARY
by Janna Lafrance
From the time I was a young girl and my parents brought me to my first charismatic church service, I have known that I was in love with Jesus. I li...
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A GLIMPSE
by Janna Lafrance
I sat on the shores of the Sea of Galilee and I thought, Wow. You were looking at this. It was breathtaking. Heart-stopping. I always pictured most...
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THE JOY REVOLUTION
by Janna Lafrance
There is joy inside of you. Have you felt it recently? Maybe not. Sometimes letting that joy out can be tricky business. For one thing, for many of...
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DEFIANCE
by Janna Lafrance
I’m haunted by her eyes. I don’t know if I’ll ever forget their intensity; how her spirit pulsated through the icy-blue, daring me to argue and at ...
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GRANDPA’S STORY
by Janna Lafrance
I have this photograph of my grandfather sitting on my desk. It sits at the back, and sometimes I can only make out the top of it, above the pile o...
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