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	<title>Comments on: The Church and the Message of Hope</title>
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		<title>By: Jane Crawford</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jane Crawford</dc:creator>
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		<description>Above my kitchen sink is a big sign that says, &quot;Hope.&quot;  There was a time in my life that I was feeling totally hopeless about something.  I&#039;d never been without hope before and realized it as being monumental. Yet, I didn&#039;t know what to do about it.  In the mail came a refrigerator magnet with the word &quot;HOPE&quot; on it from a friend in Alaska who I rarely ever heard from.  That was God&#039;s awesome way of showing me that he knew my heart, my feelings of hopelessness, BUT there was hope to be had.  Because, God and God alone is my source of hope.  Therefore, along with a crown of thorns, the word HOPE hangs above my kitchen sink to remind me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Above my kitchen sink is a big sign that says, &#8220;Hope.&#8221;  There was a time in my life that I was feeling totally hopeless about something.  I&#8217;d never been without hope before and realized it as being monumental. Yet, I didn&#8217;t know what to do about it.  In the mail came a refrigerator magnet with the word &#8220;HOPE&#8221; on it from a friend in Alaska who I rarely ever heard from.  That was God&#8217;s awesome way of showing me that he knew my heart, my feelings of hopelessness, BUT there was hope to be had.  Because, God and God alone is my source of hope.  Therefore, along with a crown of thorns, the word HOPE hangs above my kitchen sink to remind me.</p>
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