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Billie Jo

Billie Jo is wife to Craig and mom to Rusty and Riesa. Formerly employed in the human service industry, the past fifteen years have been dedicated to homeschooling. She is a freelance writer for a number of print and internet publications. She is also passionate about serving in the community. She works in a GED preparation ministry and a community-based servant program that provides opportunities for youth to serve others. It is passion for the love of Jesus and His transforming work that motivates her writing and serving. "I love to see God at work in the lives of others and this is the way I see best."

Well-dressed!

Back-to-school sales tout the importance of being dressed well.  It reminds me to be more attentive to my wardrobe…not because I need anything though.   My clothes are always in fashion, suited for every occasion, vibrant and eye-catching.  But some days I am distracted and fail to put on my best. ...

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Finding Truth in News

Questions.  We all have them.   Reporters ask them.  Kids ask them.  Jesus welcomed them and used them.  But not every question is asked with integrity. Not every question seeks truth. Accusations, perpetrating assumptions, casting aspersions…all can be at the heart of questions.  Newscasts blasting out of Ferguson, Missouri seek ...

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Is God on vacation?

The world feels like a war zone sometimes.  Deadly Ebola virus brought to the US.  Extremists slaughtering all who do not share their faith.  The news can easily pose the question in our minds that US Army veteran Chris Plekenpol pondered: “God must have taken a vacation because there’s no way ...

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Hidden Rulers

Born in 20th century America, independence beats loudly in my heart.  The concept of a king to whom I would submit in total allegiance is difficult for me to grasp. I struggle to understand news reports of blind obedience and terrorist rulers. The conquering of the will of another offends and ...

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Living a lie

“Can I tell you something really heavy?  With dark, pleading eyes, Kayshon asked, “You remember the boy who was killed two weeks ago?  You remember the kid who shot him…well, he was in my face the day before.”  His voice trailed off as he mumbled, “It could have been me.” ...

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