Every mountain of doubt resides below a sky of hope stretching across your horizon.
Mornings are a fresh canvas, and the moments brush strokes of meaning, whose worth will only be revealed in eternity.
Favor only what God favors and your life will be a smile, in the midst of life’s tragedies.
The death of a Christian grieves the living but not the dead.
“The death of a saint is precious in the sight or the Lord” because he is coming home!
The passing of a Christian is the progression of praying to God to being with God.

Carol continues to progress on the strength of your prayers.