Things don't fall apart. Things hold. Lines connect in thin ways that last and last and lives become generations made out of pictures and words just kept. Lucille Clifton
Miss Mary Clyde passed away this month. She was 96. She lived a long and fruitful life. She was a member of our church. As I talked to her one day, she shared that even in her hard times, she would sit around and "praise Jesus" and feel better. He took all her troubles away when she was down.