Tag: hope
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The Testimony Of Our Scars
I studied his torso. ”Your scars make me think of all you’ve been through.” I commented. “I’m grateful.” My teenage son was already on his way out, but turned around and fixed his eyes on mine. “I know. Without them I don’t think I would have remembered.” He has been through so much. The 40 scars on his upper body tell their own story of…
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Ornaments of Gratitude
It was dark. We spoke softly, careful not to wake our son. After hours of screaming in pain, our one-year-old was finally asleep in the hospital metal crib next to us. My husband was telling me of an experience that he had while traveling. He had heard someone explain a special tradition they had. Each…