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What the little girl knew
When I was a little girl, I was certain I would grow up to marry a pastor. I would learn to play the piano, of course. Because in my young mind, it all went together. Pastor's wife. Piano player. Church. I had it all figured out. Except, as it turns out, I didn't. I didn't marry a pastor. I never learned to play the piano, despite Mom's efforts. But I did marry a wonderful man, and we've built an amazing life together. And my journey with God has been far less tidy than the o
Brenda Righter
Aug 132 min read
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