The Black Sheep
I grew up as the least of my family, who happened to be the least of another family. I was the youngest of thirteen children and a stepchild on top of that. Every day after Dad left for work, my stepmom made it clear that I did not belong there, and as long as she lived, I never would. If you have been downtrodden and made to feel insignificant, Listen to the message today for a word of hope! This is taken from my book "Forty Days of Hope."
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