A Different Kind of Sharing

It’s been months, but the memory is still fresh. At the conclusion of a women’s event one evening, we were invited to choose a painted rock. Of the twenty or so presented on the tray as we left the auditorium, I picked the one with the biggest smile – the one that ended in big pink dots, adding to its character. I brought that shiny green smiling rock home with me and put it on my desk. It’s still there. When I was ten years old, I wanted to be …

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Refining Grace