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Category: Teena Myers

September 28, 2022June 25, 2022 Teena Myers

SCW Poetry Fellowship

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Drifting

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Be Careful What You Hear

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God Spoke #2 Thy Seed

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Hope Purifies Us

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A Nice Place to Retire

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Faith Defined

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The Demoralizing Effect of Social Welfare

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Journey to Canaan

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A PUBLISHED BOOK

I had forgotten about the query I’d sent to Publish America when I received a contract from them in the mail. Publishing didn’t interest me, but I read the contract and did some research on traditional, Print on Demand (POD) and self-publishing while I waited for my class to start.

YOUR MINISTRY

I had forgot about my manuscript and publishing until a friend sat next to me in church. We were listening to church announcements when she leaned over and stuck an offering envelope in my hand. Perplexed, I looked at the envelope and said, “Do you want me to put it in the offering basket?”

UNDERSTANDING COMPASSION

For months, I sat on the back row of the church waiting for God to bring Rod and I into agreement. The once healthy, robust church of 400 members dwindled to less than eighty in attendance. During that time, I learned what it means to have compassion.

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