Even Now

If you and someone you love have a difference of opinion on something, maybe its beset to let it stay that way. Respect each other's right to believe what you believe. Respect each other. Agree to disagree.

The death of a friendship was usually slow and insidious, like the wearing away of a hillside after years of too much rain. A handful of misunderstandings, a season of miscommunication, the passing of time, and where once stood two women with a dozen years of memories and tears and conversation and laughter — where once stood two women closer than sisters — now stood two strangers.

He would stand by her. He would stand by her as long as the sun came up in the morning, as long as spring followed winter.

God had heard her cry and He's reached down from heaven and given them a miracle.

Miracles still happen today... A healed marriage. A healthy family. A job you love. Every one of us has been a witness to a whole host of miracles... let Him have a chance to work a miracle in your life once again.

They both began to giggle and then they fell into a side splitting round of laughter, the cleansing, complete sort of laughter only a mother and daughter can share.

The issues are complex, and so I think sometimes the best way to work things out is, well, not to work them out.

That’s because a Christmas tree doesn’t have to be perfect.” “No, it doesn’t.” Angela smiled. Neither did people

No God, no peace. Know God, know peace.

It would almost be easier to never see her again tan to look into her eyes and know she'd left her love for him somewhere in the past.

The minute their eyes met he felt it, the connection. How had he thought for a minute tat what they shared might've changed over the years? He had always known nothing could change it, and he was right.

The worse things got, the more she loved him, the more certain she was that somehow they could handle the days ahead.