The waiting seemed a small price that dayFor what the King had promised to repayHis faithful servant, his duty doneWhen homeward he his horse had spunWith jewels dancing, a gold crown hungThe great King’s beauties on his tongueFound at the gate he once had leftA little family no more bereft The waiting doneA Glorious welcome…
To Enrich the Soul
I went for many years without hardly enriching my own soul. They were years full of babies and sleep deprivation, endless meals and therefore dishes, exhaustion upon exhaustion. In my old blog of 10 years ago, I vividly recall a post entitled "The Mush of Motherhood" where I related the story of reading Hop on…
The Story of 7 Women
Precisely four days ago was September 4th. Back in 2003, 19 years ago, that was a Thursday. It was also a cool fall morning, my backpack heavy on my shoulders, my sins alarmingly less heavy than ever before. That's the only reason I remember that morning on the school bus––I've generally attempted to erase any…
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