The Man’s mother pushed her way through the crowd to be near Him. He passed before her, beatened, bloodied and battered beyond recognition. He stumbled as He carried a cross on which He would be hung. He could not comfort her. She could not stop the madness.
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Full Circle
Then Grandma said something I thought to be very strange. “I am in the valley of the shadow of death right now, my granddaughter, but I am not afraid. I do not fear.”
Comfort and Joy
One of the celebrations of the Christmas season I attended was a Ladies Night of Music. Round tables of eight, elegantly decorated with red table cloths, pine bough center pieces and trays of goodies, filled the foyer of a large church. Women’s voices mingled into a blend of laughter and pleasant conversations, while the aroma of cinnamon and apples permeated the area. Several song sheets sat expectantly on each table. One of the songs we sang was to the tune of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen.” (Lyrics by Becki Warnock) Sing along with me. “God Keep You Women Strong Read More