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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.

"Dear Mom, I'm going stir crazy. The kids are bouncing off the walls. My wife and I are snapping at each other. The dog whines and looks at me with those sad, anxious eyes. When I slip out to take him for a walk, people glare at me from their windows, but the police haven't stopped me yet. The lines in the grocery store are crazy.

The Earth is just reeling, not from plastic bags in the ocean, or the red tide, but from men dying. So many people are dying right now that they don't even have places to put them.

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We are sent out in pairs to find others that are seeking


Circle Dancing

We dance together in a circle, where all members are important.

Testimonies

He's the kind man who invited me into his little deli.
I looked around with wonder and asked, "did you all make this yourselves?"
He said, "yes"
I could tell everything was handmade and done with care.
He gave me a cup of water and talked with me.
He asked my about myself, made me feel like my life was significant.
He invited me to join him and his friends for dinner that evening.
The kind man's friends and family were there too.
We all sat down together and they asked me all about my life.
I had never felt so noticed and cared for before.
He sent his sweet little daughter to me with a portion of food.
She looked up at me so sincerely that even though I wasn't very hungry I couldn't help but accept her hospitality.
The meal was simple and casual, but I felt like an honored guest.


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Takif
Warsaw, MO

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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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