But, I Love That Body!

The young mother was looking down at the body of her two year old daughter when a friend wrapped her arm around the grief stricken mother and whispered:  “Remember Jill, that’s not really Becky, it’s just her body.”  Jill’s outburst rattled the windows of the small church.  A mother who had lovingly nurtured that body … Continue reading But, I Love That Body!