If it were someone I loved, who sought me out of love, compassion or need to cross those boundaries, they would be crossed, with neither fear nor prejudice, but only a certain hope. Their need for that kind of sacrifice, would be great. Yet I am reminded of the Holocaust victims and those Germans assassinated by the Gestapo who resisted the regime, husbands and wives who stood together and died together. My dignity may be left at home, so it cannot be lost. My integrity is forged out of hardship and a restless nature; it cannot be lost. My self worth belongs in the hands of Grace and thereby cannot be lost.
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 14:53:36 +0000
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