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Q. How can I get involved?
A. This can either be an individual project or you can solicit help from those in your church. Since this premise is so simple and takes little effort, you may be surprised how many volunteer to help. Maybe this can be a once a month project for your youth ministry.
Q. What do I need?
A. Compassion and a desire to see souls reached for Christ. But practically speaking, you'll need the following items:
A plastic box, a basket, or some other container that will hold a few paper lunch sacks.
Paper lunch sacks
Bottled water
Individualized snacks (pretzels, applesauce, granola bars, crackers, etc.) We strive to include healthier snacks.
Bibles
Gospel tracts (order free from http://www.fellowshiptractleague.org/)
Other than the tracts, all of these items can be purchased at your local Dollar Tree or online at www.dollartree.com!
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A summary of Book 3 in the Amish Secrets series…
A Secret of the Heart
J.E.B. Spredemann
Lillianna Zook and Thomas Girod had been secret friends throughout most of their Amish childhood, but they part ways when Lillianna’s family moves to a district in another state. She fears their friendship has been lost forever until a chance encounter brings them in contact once again. Lillianna learns that Thomas needs money – a lot of it – and it’s a matter of life and death. Lillianna is willing to do anything she can to help Thomas, so when an opportunity arises where she can make a lot of money in a short time, she doesn’t hesitate. But will her sacrifice be worth the trials this new opportunity presents?
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Introducing:
Amish Fairly Tales
Cindy’s Story
Cindy escapes her harsh reality by pretending to be someone she isn’t…
Prologue
Ella stood near her father’s grave. He’s really gone. Tears welled in her eyes and dripped onto the ribbon of her prayer kapp as she thought of Mamm’s funeral several years earlier. She’d been just three then, but she still remembered Mamm’s beautiful smile and kind words. Although her father had remarried, the gaping hole left by her mother’s death had never been filled.
A cold hand on her arm demanded her attention. “Mother said we need to go now,” her stepsister Priscilla said in Pennsylvania Dutch.
Ella nodded and brushed her tears away. She followed Priscilla to the family buggy and stared out at the gray sky as she, her stepmother, and two older stepsisters traveled toward home. The clip-clop of the horse’s hooves didn’t soothe her the way they usually did.
“We are moving tomorrow,” Mother Clara declared. “I have no need of this large farm and with no man around, we won’t be able to keep up with it. I’ve already accepted an offer which is more than generous. We will be able to buy something much smaller that will suit our needs.”
Nine-year-old Matilda bounced excitedly. “Where will we move, Mamm?”
“I thought Indiana might be a nice place. Since it’s so cold up north, I plan to join one of the smaller settlements in the south,” she answered satisfactorily.
“But I’d have to leave Dat and Mamm,” Ella worried aloud.
Mother Clara squeezed her hand tightly and Ella winced. “We won’t have any bad attitudes about this. Do you hear me, Ella? Your parents are dead now. You can stop your nonsense.”
Ella nodded silently as moisture gathered in the corners of her eyes.
“Gut. Girls, you must begin packing immediately. Ella, you will tend to the animals. You may eat your supper when the chores are completed.”
Ella wanted to protest and ask when she would have time to pack up her things, but she wouldn’t risk more of her stepmother’s reproof. She guessed she’d be packing while the rest of the house slept in peace. Just as long as she could take her Mamm’s special chest with her. Right now, that’s all that mattered.
Chapter 1
Ten years later…
“Donner wetter! You ferhoodled horse – get back here!” Nathaniel called out. He leaped onto Winsome’s back and charged after the wild steed. “Go get him, girl.”
Nat watched in dismay from atop Winsome as the white stallion jumped their pasture fence and raced down the lane. If he didn’t reach him before he reached the main highway…
He wouldn’t allow his thoughts to ponder that possibility. Besides, that was several miles away. Surely the horse would be in his secure grasp long before then. He hoped...and prayed.
“Whoa! Whoa!” Nathaniel called out to the new horse. Winsome began to slow down. “No, not you girl!” He squeezed his thighs, urging his horse to continue forward. “I knew I should have kept Bishop in his pen. Stupid dog,” he uttered under his breath.
“Prince, you’ve got to slow down!” he hollered as he watched the frightened horse fade from his view. God, I need your help. You’ve got to stop that horse…
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