I Try To Put My Heart Out

...weary Of K Knowing Too Much And Understanding Too Little.

Cynthia Came In Quietly And Set A Cup Of Tea Before Him. He Kissed Her Hand, Inexpressibly Grateful, And She Went Back Into The Kitchen. When We View The Little Things With Thanksgiving, Even They Become Big Things.

When The Trees And The Power Lines Crashed Around You, When The Very Roof Gave Way Above You, When The Light Turned To Darkness And Water Turned To Dust, Did You Call On Him? When You Called On Him, Was He Somewhere Up There, Or Was He As Near As Your Very Breath?

Love Is An Endless Act Of Forgiveness.

I Really Care About My Readers. I Care About Anyone Who Reads My Books.