“Yes, we all have metaphorical bleachers, and there are people sitting upon them, spectators of your life. Like it or not, you
“Give me love that leads the way,/ The faith that nothing can dismay,/ The hope no disappointments tire,/ The passion that will
” . . . a conviction that blessing received must be poured out on others, that the light that runs through the
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