When I hear the word strength I think of my Dad. It's kind of funny actually because it is the little girl in me that makes that connection. As an adult I know that there were many, many situations in which he was less than strong. This image was taken years ago. When I think of my dad this is the image that comes to mind. I miss him every day.
Please visit us over at Our Word View so that you can see my friend Liz's interpretation of the word strength.
Peace!
1 comment:
Wonderful Barb. Love It!
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