Burt slid his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer and nodded to me with tear-filled eyes. I know my eyes reflected back my total fear and deep dread of radiation, but I nodded my consent much like a soldier would do when he surrenders in combat.
Category: Surrender
A Mother’s Perspective
Mary watched in anguish, but not near the anguish her Son must have felt as He, with arms outstretched, hung on a cross.
Prayer – God’s Will; Not Our Agenda
What do we need to learn before we bring our petitions to God so that we do not try to instruct Him on how and when to answer? This question is often overlooked, but we remember this very situation when Jesus was in the Garden of Gethsemane the night He was betrayed.