End Of Construction - Thank You For

Death - Death Can Be Faced, Dealt With, Adjusted To, Outlived. It's The Not Knowing That Destroys Interminably... This Being Suspended In Suspense; Waiting - Weightless, How Does One Face The Faceless, Adjust To Nothing? Waiting Implies Something To Wait For. Is There? There Is One. One Who Knows... I Rest My Soul On That.

We Cannot Pray And Remain The Same.

Worship And Worry Cannot Live In The Same Heart: They Are Mutually Exclusive.

If I Cannot Give My Children A Perfect Mother I Can At Least Give Them More Of The One They've Got--and Make That One More Loving. I Will Be Available. I Will Take Time To Listen, Time To Play, Time To Be Home When They Arrive From School, Time To Counsel And Encouerage.

God Has Not Always Answered My Prayers. If He Had, I Would Have Married The Wrong Man -- Several Times!