A View From Behind the Wing, On the Road
I glanced out my window; to be enchanted by so much beauty and wonder.
I glanced out my window; to be enchanted by so much beauty and wonder.
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To read the story of how my parents met and began their ministry:
“There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
“I know of only one duty, and that is to love.”
“If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am not for others, what am I? And if not now, when?”