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		<title>A Life in Progress</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2025 15:33:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Mandhala* smiled, her face glowed. Her Mukti sisters had taken time to put bows in her long, shiny hair and helped dress her in a clean, colorful Punjabi. Mandhala looked radiant! Mandhala has faced multiple life challenges. Tragically blinded from a serious illness at a very young age, she was relinquished to the care of a government institution and [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Little Girl with a Big Heart</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2025 19:05:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[That was not a good choice!”  Has anyone ever told you that?  Probably they have.  Sometimes adults make very poor choices. Zinnia’s* father did—over and over again—and his unwise spending of money left his family with very little to make ends meet and left him in poor health, addicted to bad things.  Besides that, his children found themselves with a [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>It’s Your Choice…</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2025 15:51:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[During the summer school holiday, children participate in two weeks of Vacation Bible School on the Mukti Church grounds.  Last year&#8217;s theme was, “It’s Your Choice….” Each year, the VBS TEAM, comprised of teachers, volunteers, and a worship team, leads the children through action songs, Bible stories, and other inspiring stories. Tasty snacks during break times add to the children’s [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Ears Tuned to Heaven</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2025 14:54:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Vacuna* thinks she heard His voice. Of course, she listens to His voice all the time through God’s Word, but she feels she heard His still, small voice, too. When she was just a young girl seated on the floor of Junior Church on one particular Sunday years ago, she heard God say, “Listen to Me.”&#160; She knew she needed [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Are You My Sponsor?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Feb 2025 18:45:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Please Mr. Postman, look and see; is there a letter in your bag for me?” These lyrics from an old song remind us of the joy and excitement when a letter is received in the mail (remember mail?). It’s such a good feeling to know someone thought of us and sent a note of greetings. This feeling is experienced at [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jan 2025 15:29:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Quietly, with bowed heads, two young ladies approach. Looking at the two forces a double-take. Who is who? There’s no denying it: Devani* and Dharani* are twins! While they’re both quiet around older people, their housemother declares they talk incessantly in their Flower Family home with their sisters. Devani, the older twin by a few minutes, enjoys her studies in [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Fragile: Handle with Care</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jan 2025 13:26:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“No!&#160; This can’t be happening!” Janna* shuddered. Abandonment engulfed her. Much of her married life had been a nightmare. She had to walk on eggshells around her alcoholic husband, always fearing when his next beating would come. But harder than the abuse she suffered was the dizzying reality that she had been deserted; her husband had abandoned her and her [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Who Is It?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Dec 2024 15:44:36 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I longed to know my roots. Being an orphan and growing up in a children’s home I longed to know where I had been born. I wanted to find my biological parents. I also did not know how I came to Mukti Mission. I was only told that I had a brother, my only relative. He lived in another orphanage [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>A Reason to be Thankful</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Nov 2024 16:17:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for mankind.&#8221;-Psalm 107: 21 She stood at the front gate of Mukti Mission, pregnant and forsaken. With no place to call home, no family to take her in, and an overwhelming sense of abandonment and hopelessness. Mukti was her salvation. The last resort. A place [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Savoring God&#8217;s Grace</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Nov 2024 20:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Mukti means Salvation Oh! What a beautiful sunrise. Aren’t we all going to worship the sun god?  Exclaimed Swati*.  Having come from a very staunch family background, Swati was fully aware of the idolatry that was so rampant in her home and neighborhood. Swati was 9 years old when she came to Mukti Mission and these practices were fresh on her mind. She did [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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