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Instead, I was consumed by fear of the unknown. I received no explanation for the many doctors’ visits, nothing to combat my wild imagination that created stories each night to prevent me falling asleep
Shira Hart
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I grabbed the folder and handed it to Rachel. “I’ve been doing some writing. Here’s some of my stuff. If you’re interested…”
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It Happened at Midnight: Pesach Theme 5783
While the world dreams and the stars twinkle, the Creator neither slumbers nor sleeps. Ten stories of midnight miracles, epiphanies, and revelations
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Could I create a library to serve as my son’s living legacy?
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Step 1
Today they’re household names, but it started with a leap of faith: “I saw my chance and the Hashgachah. I reached out and asked if I could design the entire building
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Step 1
Today they’re household names, but it started with a leap of faith: “I wanted to be an artist, but not a starving one. Could I pursue my creative dreams, while fulfilling my responsibilities to my family?"
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I came to save lives — now I’m praying I don’t end them
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