A thankful heart is the parent of all virtues. Tuesday, January 27, 2009. Though She May Seem Gone. I walk through the flowers. I walk through the trees. I walk through the sunlight. I walk through the breeze. I walk through a door. Where there are no flowers. But there is a woman. And she is a friend. Whose life will soon end. In this room there is laughter. In this room there is hope.

Thursday, June 21, 2012. Shawn celebrated his 23rd birthday this past weekend. He is doing very well, with only some vision problems and short term memory loss. He is very inquisitive about what happened to him, and now understands that he had a wreck. He is ready to be fully healed and get back to his old life of working hard.

When We Notice the Dirt.

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É Ele que não me deixa naufragar. Pois Tu és o Deus que me vê no oculto. Tu és o Deus que me vê no secreto.