No, I don't just mean the tumours and swellings and other stuff...I mean what's in the eyes. (Best not to take off the shades, sometimes.)
It's a fact (well, I woul guess so) that the only truly genuine person is Jesus; we're most all of us trying, sometimes very hard, to be someone else.
Sometimes, God help us, we succeed.
And in this winning, we truly lose.
As a husband I have truly failed;
the legacy is lost, and yet
I hope you know that here prevailed
the toughest bastard you ever met.
I wish that I could have understood
the tenderness, so vulnerable
and not have always played the hood,
out for glory, and for trouble.
All I can offer, in this place
is to rise with smile, against the pain,
and pray that God's most holy grace
will bring you joy in life again.
Remember me, and don't be sad,
for I was hard, and I was bad.
This one-secod clip says it all.
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.