A child's kiss
Set on thy sighing lips, shall make thee glad;
A poor man served by thee, shall make thee rich;
A sick man helped by thee, shall make thee strong;
Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense
Of service which thou renderest.
E. B. BROWNING.
We all have been following Anne's battle with cancer and have been praying for her. Here is another installment of her journey that she shares with the public in order to be an encouragement to others. She certainly has succeeded, at least with me. Enjoy.
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