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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Isn’t this a pretty picture of a water cistern? Cool, clear, soothing – inviting one into a dreamland of small fishes and granted wishes, dancing fairies and luscious berries. Come, troubled soul, what ease awaits. … Continue reading