In Her Father’s House

There was a beautiful young woman sitting in front of a mirror observing herself. The mirror was framed with gold. As she looked at her reflection in the mirror she smiled, her lips were soft and pink. She brushed her long, bright, and dark hair. Her soul grew with joy at each stroke and her dark hair shimmered; its light was bright like the sun. She wore a spotless white dress. It was so long it hid her bear feet. A gentle voice called her name. It came from the garden right outside her bedroom window, “Grace, Grace.” Grace ran to the window and out there, she saw a fruitful garden […]

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Thankful for His Love

I often remember the little girl I used to be. She was sweet. She had so much to offer. She wanted to love everyone equally. This little girl was really cute. Her mother always told her, “your eyes are very dark, they are dark like the night. They are beautiful because I can see a little light, the reflection of the moon.” My mother often told me that since I was born the light in my eyes captivated every person who came in contact with me. She would tell me stories of how I shared my entire world with one look and how I communicated wisdom and life. But, after […]

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