Pray For Strength To See You Through

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This old gal…

Has a history…with the boxed brownie mix…

Young me…watching TV after school…heard a wail in the kitchen…screaming…banging…howling…

That mother of mine…God knows why…pulled the mix from the box…to shake it down…before opening…

Must have shaken that cellophane bag with vigor…or perhaps the bottom wasn’t completely sealed…but somehow…some way…brownie mix exploded…everywhere…

It was a mess…she…was a mess…

Imagine now…the scenario…if mama me were the main character…tears perhaps…those daughters of mine coming to help…tears turning to laughter…it becoming…a long time family joke…

But this would not be the case for young me…who helped clean…at a distance…in silence…because in times like these…one could never predict…what…would come next…

And so it is…in life…it’s easy to fear…the unknown…be afraid of that…we cannot control…it’s ok…to be cautious…tread lightly…and like little me so long ago…

Pray for strength…to see you through…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…