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This web page bethanymopsblog.blogspot.com states the following, "Blog for the members of MOPS at Bethany Church in Sierra Madre." We saw that the webpage said " Monday, October 26, 2009." It also said " Well, weve have 3 meetings so far and Ive loved every one. Its a small group so far but the discussions weve had have been great. I so appreciate all of the moms who have been supportive and encouraging as Ive gone through the illness and death of my father. A summary of the meetings. Week 3 The importance of self-care. Some really good suggestions on how to be intentional with our days."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
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Monday, May 30, 2011. Considering how poorly blogging went during the semester, it might be a little ambitious for me to say that I am going to blog about an entire book. Mudhouse Sabbath is written by a former Orthodox Jew named Lauren Winner. During her conversion to Christianity, she found great hope and joy in the grace and freedom that Christ has given her. However, she missed the discipline of Judaism. Sunday, March 6, 2011. Good thing I never promised to blog very ofte.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010. I thought i knew who i was. Until the day i looked in the mirror. I looked nothing like the image you had created. I appeared as a mere piece of guilt. I thought i knew who i was. Until i began to know you. You seemed a breath of fresh air. But then, i thought i knew who i was. Still, in the follies of knowing who i was. I thought my downfalls and failures were hated. I thought i knew who i was.