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God’s Body Shop

Early in my military career, I worked in a vehicle workshop. When a vehicle was involved in an accident on operations or during an exercise, there was only one level of repair we offered – combat repair. If the vehicle’s body was damaged we would hit the damaged parts with a sledge hammer until they either fell off altogether or were out of the way of the wheels so we could drive the vehicle away. Once a damaged vehicle was back in a standing workshop, then we moved from combat repair to restoration. A skilled trades-person would rebuild, re-mold and replace panels until the vehicle looked new. In some cases, the restoration was nothing short of amazing. Sometimes we settle for combat repairs in our life when what we really need is restoration…

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A Tribute to Her Father

Editor’s Note: This week before Father’s Day is an opportunity to visit the writings of Heather McColl Morgan, daughter of Angus and Denise McColl. Heather’s tribute to her mother was posted on Monday night this week, and tonight's posting is…

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