In Her Midst Mother's Day In the parable of the

In the parable of the lost sheep

and probably played with them from time to time

****How can you do justice to the One who drank the bitter cup

Anyone who knows me will tell you I am stubborn and I like to do things my own way

In Her Midst Mother's Day In the parable of theThis piece is about the moments in which I see my Heavenly Mother. I see Her in the dedication my sister shows in parenting her young children. I see Her brilliance in my childhood best friends academic prowess and capability. I see Her in my own mother and the sweet service she gives. I see Her in my mother in laws dedication to furthering Zion. I see the absence of Her in modern religious discourse. But She is there. I believe She cares and is as