"Finally, I suspect that it is by entering that deep place inside us where our secrets are kept that we come perhaps closer than we do anywhere else to the One who, whether we realize it or not, is of all our secrets the most telling and the most precious we have to tell." Frederick Buechner
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me . . .
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I must be of a "certain age" as I laughed out loud at the leaping lesbian. Bo dee oh, bo dee oh, bo dee oh, bo! Thank you
ReplyDeleteNo "true" love would wish "orthodox" bishops on anyone, much less send the pesky things! I am still recoiling from your first posting of the Partridge in the pear tree.
ReplyDeleteIf you read my e-book "An Ordinary Black Cat" please email to me your comments. I might publish them in my website www.catyourway.com if you wish. Have a look anyway!
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