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About the book: God Loves You Circle is an uplifting series of short stories based on the life of the author and her family. Learn to find God in unlikely places, and draw miraculous encouragement from daily life. You will laugh; you will cry; but most of all, you will draw nigh to God and He will draw nigh to you. Come rest in the arms of the Lord and learn how God Loves You Circle. From the book: The older woman was dark-skinned and her ragged appearance spoke of a hard life. She walked toward me with slight limp and her back was stooped from age. Her thick, wiry hair was unkempt and stuck out everywhere in unwashed clumps. It was parted in the middle, and two streaks of silver-white hair led me to believe she was in her mid-sixties. She had many layers of dirty, drab clothes on, and a blanket on top of them. Her dark, fingerless gloves were tattered and torn, with strands of weathered yarn hanging from them. Everything about her said she was homeless and alone. "Do you have any spare change?" came her shaky voice as she looked at me with pleading eyes. My heart broke knowing I had nothing to give her. Lord, what have I to give this child of yours? Softly, the childhood hymn, "Silver and Gold Have I None," drifted across my mind: but such as I have give I thee.... "Oh, honey," I said tenderly, putting my hand on her arm, "the only thing I have to offer you is the Kingdom of Heaven." "Oh," she gasped, her eyes welling with tears, "Oh, how could I ask for more than that?"