Friday, November 14, 2014

Diane: You Were Sweeter Than Wine





"Child of My love, lean hard,
And let Me feel the pressure of thy care;
I know thy burden, child. I shaped it;
Poised it in Mine Own hand; made no proportion
In its weight to thine unaided strength,
For even as I laid it on, I said,
'I shall be near, and while she leans on Me,
This burden shall be Mine, not hers;
So shall I keep My child within the circling arms
Of My Own love.'
Here lay it down, nor fear
To impose it on a shoulder which upholds the government of worlds.
Yet closer come: Thou art not near enough.
I would embrace thy care;
So I might feel My child reposing on My breast.
Thou lovest Me? I knew it.
Doubt not then;
But Loving Me, lean hard."


From Streams In The Desert

Silent Night has a special meaning for my twin and I, but childhood should always have wonderful memories of joyous occasions filled with hope, faith, and love.

Frank Sinatra Sings Silent Night

My beautiful twin sister!
We had many a Christmas together!

 
 
 

The world is poorer!

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