H.B.-Keil
embellish my soul: without God, without His glorious love, I am but dust. With His love and righteousness, I am bejeweled, bedazzled, embellished with love, mercy, justice, kindness, joy, peace, patience, humility...
Sometimes I want to crawl into a cozy, dark cave. It is usually when one child is whining annoyingly and the other is running in circles screeching like a hyena. This is when I just want to sit in a quiet, secret, place where no one will find me. I also feel this way when I stick my size 8 foot in my mouth or when I am absolutely mortified by something I did.