My giving is not measured by the treasures that I hold not by presiouse silver nor by the purist gold. Yet the most inportant gift that I could give the Lord is that when in the heat of battle to not lay down my sword. To put on the breastplate of righteousness lifting my praise up high nomatter how fearce the battle and never asking why. Thank You Lord for Your mercy and your everlasting grace and thank you Lord for the rod of correction that will keep me in my place

Happy weekend to you Sharon😊 @Sharon Mason Thanks for accepting me into the group! Love the space you are building. I actually spend a lot of time helping community leaders in helping their Skool communities grow at an early stage and keep members active. Since you’re just getting started, would you be open to a few quick growth ideas I put together for you? No pitch or strings attached, just happy to share what's working well for other new communities right now. I’d be happy to share some of my past work and client testimonials to show what I can do if you're interested. Thanks for you time!

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This is a poem I've written for my book. Feels like a perfect poem to use as an introduction, especially as I find myself a stranger in a new community. Thank you all for having me!