A time may
come for valor without renown.
God is teaching me…
A time may
come for valor without renown.
God is teaching me…
That sounds familiar . . .
ah, but have your cousins indoctrinated you to the humour of “zoolander”? (grin) some old college friends showed me that one, always kindly and carefully skipping a couple of scenes, and i think it rather funny. mystery science theater, however, is good clean fun from my experience…wish i could share a bit of it (smile).
Every day offers the opportunity for great valor without honor. Raising and teaching the generation that follows you in a manner that pleases God with the prayer that they will influence a fallen world with His light, is one of those opportunities. Being a virtuous woman among scoffers requires great valor; a wife among skeptics; a husband despite guffaws; a couple among alternatives; a family amidst choices; a gentle, loving, forgiving, thankful Christian in a dark and thristy land where no water is. That requires valor.
I smell an edit . . .
The nose knows!
I remember you quoting it. My post was supposed to be tongue-in-cheek (which I never could get – I can’t talk well with my tongue over there).
Your new picture is lovely. I can hear the birds chirping and the wind rustling the leaves. The sunshine is warm and cheery.
I’m not sure, it depends on how you say it, or ask it.