From GranCCY (drCCYmom)
Old wisdoms, like the innumerable strands that construct a beautiful tapestry, shimmer and dance through my mind this Saturday morning. They come from God. I have no doubt. When I was young, this fact colored my personality with a powerful arrogance similar to that I see now in our daughters and less in our sons.
Grandad told me of a conversation he enjoyed last week in a church study group. I think that it went something like this. A woman KNOWS who is the father of her children, but a man can only believe, trust or have faith. Skeptics and scientists throughout the history of civilization have argued and experimented to learn the secrets of such Truth.
Preachers preach, and ministers listen. On rare occasions, I have enjoyed conversations with foster mothers like that I shared with two foster mothers, Nona and Mrs. Cook last Thursday in Las Animas, Colorado. These were healing conversations that impact my own family. I can only hope that Ashley Dawn (now Jackie) will pay attention.
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