I stumbled on this blog several months ago, and have to share it with you. The author recounts stories from her Mother’s childhood during WWII, and they are powerful.
How easily I lose sight of the simple truth that wherever I am, God is with me. This truth makes me want to weep and dance all at the same time. Think about it, friends: God is with us.
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Interesting concept. I read a couple entries. That is it for me for one night.
Not easy reading, but good writing and such important stories.
They hit me hard, in part because in the story she is five...just like my noisy boys.
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