Each gravestone is marked by two numbers - the year of birth and the year of death, separated only by a dash. I'm running a race, but only God knows when this dash will end. I want to live in such a way that in the end, I might hear Him say, "You finished well."
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Forty Pounds of Rice Ago....
Forty pounds of rice ago, Mr. Squire and I began our married life together. And every moment--and bite of rice--has been awesome. Marriage is a great gift from God.
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