I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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MOM’S LETTER TO SON
Dear Son, my own flesh and blood: To see you would be a sight for sore eyes. You are the heart of my heart. So you have a gut feeling your boss is about to give you a kick in … Continue reading