My Job Is To Take Care Of

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.

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

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

Down Through The Years, I Turned To The Bible And Found In It All That I Needed

God Does Not Punish Us For Our Sins But By Them.