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Dangerous Women

September 24, 2011

I posted this text in September of 2007 (have I been rambling on about this and that for so long? oh my!). I recently found this graphic of the statement on Lynne Hybels’ blog/website and wanted to share it again. Good reminder for me. Maybe you too.

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Vee says:
September 24, 2011 at 10:28 pm

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AMEN!

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