Sunday, December 19, 2010
Grace came in the small voice of the little girl who with a knowing look stated her line of the Christmas pageant. The simplicity and beauty brought tears to my eyes. It was grace to have joyful tears as my countenance is from moment to moment close to shattering. I pray that my "little" girl might feel the warmth and simplicity and love that I experienced today - in the small voice of a little girl.
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