My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Sisters Seeking Reassurance
Mary went to visit Elizabeth, and I am sure she did so to be helpful. But maybe she also wanted to see if that sign mentioned by the angel was actually occurring, if the confirmation of what he had said was really taking place within Elizabeth, and if it was true it could also be true within herself.
Labels:
faith,
reassurance,
scripture
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