I awoke one morning before dawn. Death and trauma weighed heavily on a heart that had been broken even as I was born in the Fall of 1942. Conceived and born in Love, this made no sense.
I awoke one morning before dawn. Death and trauma weighed heavily on a heart that had been broken even as I was born in the Fall of 1942. Conceived and born in Love, this made no sense.
We're enjoying the first signs of spring today here in the ARKansas Valley. We've also been celebrating a daughter's new job. She starts Monday in Houston. Thanks to AL_LA [Journey to Justice blogspot related to the Carters work] and to Abba's partnership at the Crisp-Yeager Foundation for Family in Renewal.
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