Some people think God,
or His son, Jesus Christ,
has time to find our car keys.
Some people think the Holy Ghost is our
comforter.
He is, of course.
But in the darkest hours of anguish and
apprehension,
as clear as if I see and hear,
it dawns on me
that it is Mama who is with us
in our inmost hour of need.
I feel her soothing presence.
God ordained her.
Mama--and Daddy too.
They don’t neglect their children.
even from a different sphere.
Noble parents.
1 comment:
hj, It occurs to me that this perhaps should be a page in the book "A Noble Birthright." I put a copy in mine. ld
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