000			01459pam a2200289 a 4500
001			59011555
003			OCoLC
005			20241127134019.0
008			050401s2005 nyu 000 1 eng
010			_a2005046079
020			_a0312334508
040			_aDLC _cDLC _dYDX _dBAKER _dCD5 _dCO2
050	0	0	_aPS3622.A66 _bC478 2005
082	0	0	_a813/.6 _222
100	1		_aVanLiere, Donna, _d1966- _918946
245	1	4	_aThe Christmas hope / _cDonna VanLiere.
250			_a1st ed.
260			_aNew York : _bSt. Martins Press, _c2005.
300			_aix, 213 p. ; _c19 cm.
520			_aFor some reason I had always assumed that when God wanted our attention, He would do something big that would rouse us from our sleep to bring us back to Him, but I was wrong. God is always speaking patient, waiting for us to believe. We are the impatient ones, demanding to be convinced. We want something real, something we can touch and see to help us believe. The mountains, oceans, and skies aren't enough. We need more. And we have it all, all around us, every day. If we would just take the time to listen and see, we would walk toward God and believe, or at least of us will. Some like me. _bfrom The Christmas Hope
650		0	_aWomen social workers _vFiction. _98993
650		0	_aMarried people _vFiction. _96071
650		0	_aGirls _vFiction. _911307
650		0	_aChristmas stories. _9681
655		7	_aChristmas stories. _2lcsh. _9654
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