Logan Airport
“Well, isn’t this a blessing. I had a feeling I’d see you again.”
Meredith glanced up from her notebook where she’d been feverishly jotting down ideas for her future, a future apart from Living Grace. The board might have taken away her job and her salary, but there were many other things that belonged solely to Meredith. Her network of Christian leaders across the country. Her contacts with influential donors who were using their financial blessings to advance God’s work throughout the world.
Even though Meredith’s primary goal had been and always would be to teach Scriptural truths to women, her time at Living Grace had also given her a crash course in organizational leadership that no MBA or advanced degree could offer.
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