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	<title>Comments on: checking in&#8230;</title>
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	<description>reflections of faith in an MTV world</description>
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		<title>By: Sara</title>
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		<description>There was a missionary pastor at my church when I was a little girl - he and his family also worked in Africa.  I remember my mother explaining to me that he gave up the luxuries of life in America to spread the love of God to people who otherwise would probably not know that God loved them.  I thought that was pretty cool as a child and I still do.  While the other pastors argued with the council over who got to live in the parsonage and got the closest parking spot, he gave it all up to truly go and serve the Lord and spread his love.  At the same time, my eight-year old mind struggled to comprehend that there were children (and people) in the world who didn't know that God loved them.  The things we take for granted - or cry out against when things don't go our way.</description>
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