Once a reporter stood in front of a fire as it consumed a house and then he turned to see the homeowners and their little son watching it burn. The reporter, fishing for a human interest angle, said to the boy, "Son, it looks like you don't have a home anymore." The little boy promptly answered, "Oh, yes, we have a home. We just don't have a house to put it in."
Barbara JohnsonI don't have to figure out why or how or when. God has a plan, and I'm committed to it. That commitment frees me from having to worry about the details.
Barbara JohnsonLove is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends.
Barbara Johnson