Until the House is built
And then the props withdraw
And adequate, erect,
The House supports itself
And ceases to recollect
The Augur and the Carpenter ---
Just such a retrospect
Hath the perfect Life ---
A past of Plank and Nail
And sloweness -- then the Scaffolds drop
Affirming it a Soul."
Emily Dickinson
I am confused but not unaware that this journey is in the hands of my LORD. Painful though today's lesson is I shall not loose sight of the goal.
"However rare true love is, true friendship is rarer [still]." Francois da Rochefoncauld
I reached out the hand of true friendship and allowed, though only for a moment, a meeting of two souls. Heal the hearts of your wounded creation LORD.
Yours always,
Elizabeth Antonnette
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