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The Ranger You Were Meant to Become
Long before the music started…before the lights came on…before the doors opened to the Nashville gathering… There was a quiet question traveling from Ranger to Ranger. Not shouted. Not demanded. Just gently placed in the air like a spark waiting to catch. “What kind of Ranger are you becoming?” Some people answered quickly. They already knew their strengths — the things they were good at, the skills they used every day to help others. Others paused. They looked down at their
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