Dad: Hi daughter.Me: Yes, Dad, I’m quite busy.Dad: Busy doing what?Me: Busy doing what you sent me to do — praying, talking to my siblings, and conducting meetings with my fellow gold carriers.Dad: But you have not had time to sit on my lap and feel my heartbeat?Me: Dad, I…
Me: Hello sis, Dad said I should tell you about the principles involved in waiting for gold, and the need to wait for it. Sis: Well, I don’t care about Dad, your gold, or your so-called principles. Me: It’s for your own good. Sis (sarcastically): I said, I don’t care.…
“My gold is beautiful, your clays are not; I am a woman of worth and honor,” I blabbed all around the house. My siblings felt so miserable and worthless. Dad heard all the babblings and said,“Daughter, I give grace to the humble and I resist the proud. I chose to…
I’m so excited to begin this journey, and I thought it would be meaningful to start by sharing a story that’s close to my heart. I wrote this allegory, “Go for Gold, Not Clay,” several years ago as part of a series, and even now, its message still stirs something…