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It was an old and tattered Bible and a grand daughter was going through her missionary grandmothers things and she began to read the simple script.
The funeral had just come to an end and she thought on what an extraordinary woman her grandmother had been.
As she read tears formed and tickled the edges of a smile that was also written across her face.
Memories do that when are worthy of being remembered.
The words were that moving, “God, send me anywhere, only go with me. Put any burden on me, only sustain me. Sever any earthly tie, save that which binds my heart to thee.”
Not gold or power or perfect physical health or comfort or every desire of heart and head but rather the ability to live by something besides bread alone.
“You were a remarkable woman,” whispered the grand daughter to herself. “You were a remarkable woman.”
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It was an old and tattered Bible and a grand daughter was going through her missionary grandmothers things and she began to read the simple script.
The funeral had just come to an end and she thought on what an extraordinary woman her grandmother had been.
As she read tears formed and tickled the edges of a smile that was also written across her face.
Memories do that when are worthy of being remembered.
The words were that moving, “God, send me anywhere, only go with me. Put any burden on me, only sustain me. Sever any earthly tie, save that which binds my heart to thee.”
Not gold or power or perfect physical health or comfort or every desire of heart and head but rather the ability to live by something besides bread alone.
“You were a remarkable woman,” whispered the grand daughter to herself. “You were a remarkable woman.”
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