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SHE'S A BIT OF A MYSTERY, THIS WOMAN. I can't help wondering about her.

THE MESSAGE ON THE ROADSIDE MARQUEE GOT MY ATTENTION: "Everyone who wants to be first must first be last, and the servant of all. " Since my commute to work took me past this church every day, I'd often made a point of noting the topic for the upcoming Sunday service.

From the window of his second-story home office in Upland, California, Rob Gilbert can catch a clear view of Mt. Baldy's 10,000-foot-high peak.

They seem insignificant, almost wispy, moments. Spun together in our memories, though, they're like silk filaments becoming a skein, then a scarf, then a gift.

One day when I was 11, I had just gotten out of school and had walked across the road to see my friend while I waited for my mum. On my way back, a jeep was coming, but I didn't see it.

If I could give you one thing, it would be a camera. it would change your life.

Listen to Verta Driver talk about her many children, and it's hard to keep them all straight. Motherhood is part of the very fabric of her life.

I felt like I was always looking over my shoulder, afraid that some dreadful disease was going to sneak up on me or someone I loved. And no wonder.

I felt it was something that would stay with me forever. The scars from sexual abuse.

It had gotten to the point where I couldn't even eat meals with other students. I'd entered college bearing the scars of an emotionally abusive childhood.