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When Fear Writes the Script
The unseen inheritance of spiritual compromise When my husband and I chose our wedding date — 31 October 1992 — we were very intentional. We wanted a day unshared by birthdays or other special events, a date that would belong solely to us. Back then, Halloween hadn’t yet reached South African shores, so the idea of our anniversary clashing with it never crossed our minds. Three decades later, it still grieves me that this day, sacred to us as a celebration of covenant love, i

Patrizia a.k.a. Trixi Schwartz
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