Sometimes I just wish we KNEW if anything we did actually makes a difference.
It's tough to hear the stories, see the people, feel their pain, and then never know what happens to them.
This has been a good experience - it has opened my eyes to the pain that is out there.
But, I've learned something about myself. I'm NOT cut out for the sorrows of the world.
Give me a happy place.
And, that realization makes me pretty sad in and of itself.
Am I not fit for the kingdom if I can't see the sorrow?
Ah, well, too much thinking for today.
Moving on.....
A Sunday in May
The Gym Rats go to church to listen to Freddy Wearrien....we all clean up pretty well. Marty had not been to a Sacrament meeting in YEARS....
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