Poetry and Beauty for Monday, March 21, 2005

When I see a gemstone set in a cheap setting, I guess that it is a cheap imitation. When I see a gemstone set in gold with a window to let the light through, I guess it is the real thing. My daughter thinks that she is worthless. She doesn't see what I see. I see a woman for whom you sent your only... Sign in to see full entry.

I hate it when every time I sing in church, I cry. When I hear words about your help and strength, I'm reminded of the burden that comes with having a daughter who is sick. Most of the time, I'm learning to give the burden to you. But when I carried it myself, I knew how heave it was. So when I sing... Sign in to see full entry.