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A note from a 8-year boy

Right now people are locked into their communication devices everywhere. On them you can hear the President, the local news, the officials in your area. When they give you the latest update on how long to stay in your house, the economic crisis, and what's happening with the coronavirus in India, they repeat it over and over again.

He anxiously paces back and forth, each stride pushing the boundaries of his social-distancing parameters. He nervously peers through the windows of the local Mega-Mart as the line-up grows behind him. "Will there be enough for me?" he fretfully ponders. "One... Two... Three," he counts the bales of toilet paper being plundered off the shelves, adding to his anxiety.

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About eight years ago I left everything I knew in search of something better, something deeper. I was eighteen years old, living in my hometown in Puerto Rico. I wasn't satisfied. I didn't know what to do.

I didn't even know what praying was, but at this time I remember asking something greater than myself for some kind of direction.

Finally, one day, I heard in my heart that I needed to leave this small island. Somehow, I just knew I had to leave, but it wasn't clear where I should go. There had to be a place, a solution, an answer, something. There had to be truth somewhere. I was hoping and wishing for more meaning, some sort of answer, some sort of water that would quench my thirst for the truth--the truths about everything: about why the world was the way it was, why there are things like divorce, broken hearts, confusion, pollution, war...


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Nathaniel
Morning Star Ranch, CA

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The Twelve Tribes is a confederation of twelve self-governing tribes, composed of self-governing communities. We are disciples of the Son of God whose name in Hebrew is Yahshua. We follow the pattern of the early church in Acts 2:44 and 4:32, truly believing everything that is written in the Old and New Covenants of the Bible, and sharing all things in common.

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