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• How Holding a Grudge Hurts You

  Carol McClain   I read the names of attendees at a recent two-day festival, one with stellar book sales. The name of one group I once belonged to stopped me. Excitement fled, and a heaviness filled my spirit. My joyful spirit turned sodden. Not them! Doesn't matter. I'm not connected with them any longer. I squared my shoulders and determined to ignore the entire group who so grievously hurt me. Alas ... I'll never overcome their wrongs! On day one of the festival, two new members manned my nemeses' booth. No harm in chatting with them. So I put on my… ...[ full story ]

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