Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Saturday, December 20th, 2014

Work on Every Hand

This lyric from a church hymn of my youth popped into my mind a lot today. “There is much to do. There’s work on every hand.” I worked today. From my couch…but I worked. And it remains to be seen if it was worth the effort. But I’ve done what I can to push some success upon the team. Now all I can do is step back.

Antibiotics

Grateful. That is all.

Birthday Parties for Sweet Ladies

Nicole invited a couple of us over tonight to surprise her sweet mama for her birthday. Billie is a sweet lady. And she was grateful to be fussed over. And we were grateful to do the fussing. What a blessing to be a part.

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