tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31639778.post6938706232246722827..comments2023-10-20T04:18:26.349-07:00Comments on What Would Wanda Do?: think on these thingsWandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17654451878235512846noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31639778.post-7526362412291306332012-03-08T09:58:42.056-08:002012-03-08T09:58:42.056-08:00I can hear my father's voice, at the pulpit, r...I can hear my father's voice, at the pulpit, reading these words, or rather, holding the Bible open to the passage, and not needing to read them, for he knew them well.<br /><br />I miss my dad. I did not know I would miss him so much, ours having been a troubled relationship. Yet, I feel him with me frequently, his palsied hand on my shoulder.<br /><br />On another note, this passage remindsgraceonlinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07600679221472546269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31639778.post-37856663709854125092012-02-26T07:53:05.333-08:002012-02-26T07:53:05.333-08:00Thank you for always reminding me to think about t...Thank you for always reminding me to think about the things that matter.Deb Shuckahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03439395710731341021noreply@blogger.com