The Best Medicine

In May/June of 2012, I was away for almost two months helping my sister Maxine recover from a shoulder replacement operation.  Maxine and I are as different as peanut butter is from swiss cheese.  A lot of our childhood was spent in arguing about these differences.  But there are many …

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My Life is but a Weaving

My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me, I cannot choose the colours He works so steadily. Oft times He weaves in sorrow, and I, in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside. The dark threads are as needed in the Weaver’s skillful …

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