Memories. They are not always correct. Sometimes they merge and present a delusion of the truth. When age-related confusion throws up odd 'memories' which are far from truth, it is hard to know what to challenge, what to ignore and how to redirect the conversation and sidestep the memory altogether.
Jesus is the truth. Knowing Jesus, truth, sets us free. What happens when age warps vision and twists one's perception of truth? Jesus, hold Mom close so that whatever twists her memory takes, she never forgets or distorts ultimate Truth. And fill me with wisdom and love.
A California girl from a hot beach city marries a country loon from the cold northeast of Scotland, and she's spent the last three decades making sense out of life there. Reflections on a rural lifestyle, on identity issues and the challenges of moving so far from home,from a Christian viewpoint.
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