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Jen Jeffrey Billington

Rich

Life was happening around Rich, and he was eager to capture the stories behind a lens. “I am drawn to the love story. I want to witness a couple’s love and to be a part of making their memories last.” A young man sits on the ground with his fiancé standing beside him. Rich peers through his

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Jen Jeffrey Billington

The Dance

“God, I’m so lonely.” “ I know the plans I have for you.” “But… do You mean ME?” At 40 years old, I had suffered heartbreak after heartbreak and felt as though I was banging my head against the proverbial wall. Only this time, I was so broken that nothing was left but shattered pieces on the ground.

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Jen Jeffrey Billington

ERA

He loved locomotives and pocket knives. I suppose that stemmed from the era when men wore suits and hats and the ladies dressed like, well… ladies. I was fascinated with that period and listened to antiquated music with him. “When you die, I want your stereo cabinet and records…” When we’re young, we sometimes view

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Jen Jeffrey Billington

Allow Me To Write That For You

“Was the article you last read written by a person or… AI?” We tend to perceive that what we read is written by someone knowledgeable on a topic. But did a person write it, or did a robot write it? Someone recently shared with me about an incredible technological advancement that could make my writing

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Jen Jeffrey Billington

All The Things

Have you ever danced to every dance no matter how tired you are because all the songs they play are so good? Or, when you go into a bookstore and are faced with many good selections— you want to buy them all. Maybe before the explosion of the World Wide Web era, we could have

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Jen Jeffrey Billington

Forgiveness

Forgiveness might seem hard to do, but doing so is freeing and peaceful, like a refreshing breeze. For Christians, forgiving others might be easy, but not forgiving ourselves. And sometimes, we learn that there may be someone we didn’t even know we needed to forgive – a deep-seated hurt we tucked far behind the walls

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