Kyle arrived at the classroom at exactly 9:45 and heard the doors echoing like gunshots in the corridor as they closed for Sunday school to begin. He tried to calm his kids down to no avail. They were talking about Saturday night escapades, who was dating whom, who’s wearing what, and what they saw...
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Kyle looked at his watch. 9:30 AM. Not enough time for another nap. Kyle grabbed his Bible and left the room. Along the way, he stopped to wish a good morning to some of the parents of his kids. Hard to believe some of them were the same parents he had heard so many...
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He stepped into his office hoping to get a few minutes of peace before going to face his class. Before he closed his eyes, he looked around the room he called an office. It wasn’t much of an office, really, as much as it was a storage room with a desk. In the corner...
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Kyle had similar cases to that of Axl in his youth group. A good percentage of the kids who came, came on their own accord. Their parents didn’t bring them and didn’t really care if the kids went or not. The majority of the parents were members; however, several of the kids just came...
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As he approached the back entrance of the church, some of his youth group members had come to meet him as they did on most Sunday mornings. At least, he liked to believe that they came out to meet him. Some sat on the steps. Some leaned against the frame of the door. And...
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The city of Asheville, North Carolina, stretched out in front of him as he traveled the highway. The whole city sat nestled in between green mountains, the kind Kyle had only seen in pictures before moving here. Being raised in Florida, the only thing he had to compare them to was Space Mountain. So...
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When he started the job at the church in August, he decided to not use a specific workbook or the suggested Southern Baptist Sunday school program. He liked the idea of being spontaneous and letting the Spirit lead. But creating spontaneity every week turned out to be quite a bit of work, and the...
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Kyle couldn’t help but think about how much he missed Florida. The flakes of ice and the biting cold numbed his hands as he worked to clear the night’s debris from his car. One of the things he had not yet become accustomed to about North Carolina was cleaning ice from his windshield. He...
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Patrick Kelly looked at the clock. 11:52 PM. He inhaled deeply and leaned back in his chair, trying not to look at the mess that was on his desk. He ran a hand through his thick salt and pepper hair. He looked dejectedly at the Bible and scattered papers on his cherrywood desk and...
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She tried to step back, to get away, but his grip tightened on her neck. His fingers drove their way into her pressure points, paralyzing her with pain. Before she had time to even wince in agony, he kicked her feet out from under her and forced her face down into the shallow water....
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