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Francie Taylor

Mrs. Francie Taylor is ladies’ conference teacher and author from First Baptist Church of Rosemount, Minnesota. Francie was saved during a job interview in June of 1977, and has been serving the Lord with her life as a teacher since 1992.

Known for both wit and wisdom, Francie delights her listeners with her transparent observations from everyday interactions while challenging and encouraging women to yield to God’s principles for living.

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  1. DebiApril 7, 2012 at 9:14 AM

    I love this. I need this. We all need this! Thank you for taking the time to write.

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    1. KEEP THE HEARTApril 8, 2012 at 11:00 PM

      Debi, you're welcome! Thank you for your note,and for visiting Keep the Heart.
      Gratefully serving,
      Francie
      Prov. 4:23

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  2. UnknownJune 1, 2012 at 12:21 AM

    Thank you very much Ms.Taylor.You are a blessing.God Bless you!

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