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At my bedroom door an unarmed guardstands statue-straight—a nightlightonce Christmas-wrapped in Mother's love. Read more
Rendered invisible it has happened just too many times times two squared and more. Even worse is being rendered visible but not really important. Your voice is not really that important they say. It doesn’t have the right credentials, Many books behind you ... a following... or enough degrees, or how could you really have something to say when you spend many of your days doing laundry, wiping noses, changing diapers, raising living human beings, instead of just words on a page. Living words are not regarded with the same care. Read more
Oh what my children of my youth Will my Jesus do for you? Will He take you to the mountain tops? Will He bring you to the sea? My Lord he'll show you His Great Love That He has given me Read more
When the star in the sky is goneWhen the kings and the princes are homeWhen the shepherds are back with their flocksThe work of Christmas begins— Read more
They came from all over—      Bahrain, Turkey, Rome: A little band of women      with hope all their own To learn and to study,      To become stronger in their faith To encourage one another      In the footsteps of the saints. Read more
Just open a door. Even a small door.  They will breach the surface like whales.  They will walk with you on the waters.  They will believe in the storm and the Storm Master.  They will share His faith and yours.  Read more
Slavery. Domestic violence. Sexual harassment. Child-trafficking. Little words. Big sins. And especially cruel when they apply to you or your loved ones—a job denied, a frantic trip to the emergency room, a child lost forever. Our misuse of power and manipulation of others is one of the oldest patterns of human behavior on the planet. Read more
Crack the book that Re-rewrites history And grow new eyes to Legal injustice As a girl I watched Color decide The lines between human and not Hit me Like the whip he used on your back Your blood flowed and your screams Choked my sense Of humanity Like a millstone Around my neck Growing heavier With each black face Pushed to the dirt Read more
On the corner of Sidney Street and 7th Avenue, just past Sean’s Shoe Shine Chateau and Betty’s Bakery, is a building at least a hundred stories high with windows all the way up. Just above the green awning is a three-foot sign which reads, “Mr. Allister’s Advertisement Factory.” If you go inside this building, you will see that it is divided into thousands of rectangular rooms, each dedicated to advertising a certain product.  Read more
Being married to her is the greatest happiness a man could feel. I could never love anyone more. My only desire is to love her and provide for her. I have made sacrifices for her, but she is worth every single one. I always want to be there for her. I want to save and protect her. I want to shield her from worldly dangers. She is my woman, and I want to be her man. I want to take the burdens away from her. I want to handle all the stresses of life for her. I will make the tough decisions. I don’t want her to have to worry about anything outside our home. I want to give her the perfect family and a life where she can just be a wife and a mother to our two boys. I want to give her everything. Read more

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