Birth of the Gentile Minnie B. McClure

""Grief blows across your very soul as you stumble through your darkest hour with your back against the biting wind of sorrow. Tears pound upon your broken heart as you bow your head in silent prayer bringing tiny rays of hope with each tomorrow."" Loss, forever changes you, forever. A piece of you, missing. It"s a given. You struggle not to accept nor reject but just to acknowledge, to wrap your mind around the permanent void; to make sense of the senseless, learning to breathe in pain to see through the tears. Losing two of her three children, S. G. McAfee knows the pain - the breaking heart, the emptiness of aching arms. Healing is ongoing. The scars are real, deep, and permanent. As you seek shelter from an unfamiliar stormy sea of life, may you find solace in Windswept. Windswept cross sections emotions, thus pulling heart strings, producing smiles, and evoking tears. Sailing along life"s tumultuous journey, may Windswept bring you calm seas and gentle winds. Know you are not alone. Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Birth of the Gentile (Minnie B. McClure)