An Icy Grace!
Last week, I took my children to a restaurant . . . My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace.
Last week, I took my children to a restaurant . . . My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace.
Soul Snack 8/97 . . . "Wrecked Work?" Fourteen days of just one storm while sailing across the volatile ancient Mediterranean had taken it's expected toll.
Fourteen days of just one storm while sailing across the volatile ancient Mediterranean had taken it's expected toll. No food taken, no energy in reserve.
Soul Snack 8/96 . . . Self Discovery Brash, bold, and foolishly intrepid is the mouth and heart of the self-ignorant.
Brash, bold, and foolishly intrepid is the mouth and heart of the self-ignorant. A fool declares allegiance without counting (or even knowing) the cost.
Soul Snack 8/95 . . . Beaten Paths A sullen and weary Job sits head in hands, brow beaten again by another friend.
A sullen and weary Job sits head in hands, brow beaten again by another friend.
Soul Snack 8/94 . . . Unseen Comfort There is an intangible presence of comfort available in this world. I can pursue my will with all my resident energy.
There is an intangible presence of comfort available in this world. I can pursue my will with all my resident energy. I can give 110% to all my desires.