Glistening Grace and Joy Unspeakable
My mother gave me the gift of tears. I see them in my memory of her only once - only once before the medicine numbed hers away. The congregation in our small country church house was singing the same words I had heard her sing a thousand times before - but she wasn’t singing. And somehow this single, silent moment gave me hope I hadn't known I needed. Falling soundless down her slope of sorrow and disappointment and despair and depression and shame, they surely must have gli