This Friday, and seven Fridays after that, I am getting together with a couple ladies in my house. I’ve invited them so I have reason to clean. Ha. Ok. Partial truth. I’ve invited them to coffee talk and mull over some God conversation through a book called Restless.  I’ve written about Jennie Allen. She wrote the book Anything. Boy did she mean it. I’m passionate about how she lives. I want to reflect some of it. Same with Flower Patch Farm Girl. These girls look the world in the face and punch it in the junk like ninjas. Like boss…

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