This poem touched my heart. My daughter is part Cherokee. We ministered to the Navajo for several years as missionararies. My friend, suffers from depression that often brings tears. May the Lord continue to bless as you write for Him.
Beautiful Judy and Mick's oldest brother died yesterday and we send a white bouquet including those roses. We can't go - Mick is the only superintendent right now as the other one is off on vacation hunting and can't be reached.... Mick is one of 11 kids and not sure this one knew Jesus (he was out of the house already when Mick was born....)