September 12, 2011
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul. ~Horatio G. Spafford My mom chose that hymn for her funeral. It was her prayer for those of us left behind. And as [...]
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September 5, 2011
The lovers in movies kiss in shades of intimate sunset. Wind and light and time stand still for them. Their moments are filled with space to breathe and exhale and savor. They hold hands. They look long and deep into the insides of each other’s eyes to interpret what lingers there. They read one another [...]
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