Our car meandered through the potholes filled with puddles of muddied water. Then the vehicle splashed water on an old woman, who looked herself over, looked in our direction and in the local language said ?thank you.? Although we apologized, her words haunted me for a long time.

?Strengthen ye the weak hands, and confirm the feeble knees.? ? Isaiah 35: 3 (KJV)

God hears the cry of the weak.
Let the Son shine in your heart daily.

By, Nosa Owens-Ibie,
Friday, August 11, 2006.

Emailed Thursday, August 26, 2010 (me)