a gray morning. rain.
but nothing can shut the sun's
warmth out when we have
"bless the Lord, oh, my soul...
oh, my soul. bless His holy
Name....worship His holy Name.
worship His Holy Name."
taylor drove up from monterey.
"mom, tomorrow we are just
going to hang out. i'm going to
help find a better table for your
t.v....and we could go to a movie.
anything that sounds good to you."
we were making his bed on the
couch. truly, a wonderful son. he
had put his arms around me, and
was giving me a tight hug.
not one night in weeks have I
slept clear through until last
night. I forgot how incredibly
peaceful that is. one of my sweet
sons home. not alone. wrapped in
"worship His holy Name.
worship His holy Name."
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