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An old thought from my childhood crossed my mind last night, and I have given it considerable mulling over time since it did. I have now reached the age when I can think about something for as long as I want, often without interruption or change of course, since my children are grown and gone from home, and I am not working full time. I like this newfound ability very much.

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I don’t really know if it is a woman thing or a man thing or perhaps a people thing, but we seem to spend so much of our time worrying about what happened in the past or what will happen in the future that we forget to enjoy today. I am guilty. I have found myself going through so many adjustments and changes since my husband died Aug. 16, 2014, that little has seemed normal or “right” in my world.

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Reading in the Book of 1 Samuel, we meet another of God’s chosen servants, Hannah, whose soul longed for a child. We learn she was a consecrated woman and had a good and faithful heart. For those that know the back of the book, we are aware that God honored her sincere request and allowed Hannah to become the mother of Samuel, the earliest of the great Hebrew prophets after Moses and the last of the judges. Her story breathes of her love and care for her firstborn.

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In a recent column, we met one of the Marys that we find in Scripture and determined that it is important to remember just which woman we are referencing in teaching or writing. Mary Magdalene is referred to in each of the four gospels as being an integral element in the ministry of Jesus Christ on earth.

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History tells us that the story of Valentine’s Day begins in the third century with an oppressive Roman emperor, Claudius II, and a humble Christian martyr, Valentinus. We of course, do not know for certain if this is the case, but this version has lasted through countless years and has been repeated from generation to generation.

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