I sing a song of the saints of God,
patient and brave and true,
who toiled and fought and lived and died
for the Lord they loved and knew.
excerpt from the hymn
I Sing a song of the Saints of God
Lesbia Scott 1898
It was a very long day….
followed by the very long exhale from years of burden.
More about all of that later…
As we’re just in the middle of a huge change of life’s seasons…
So late this afternoon, when I was dashing in a store in Atlanta
in order to pick up something for supper,
I spied this little bottle of wine…and since it had my name on it…
well, it seemed like a destiny sort of thing…
Thus in turn, I offer us all a little background lesson…
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