Diane Virginia: Wash Day
“Lord Jesus,” she whispered, “am I going through the motions with my religious ways? Remake me…” She glanced at the laundry. “Cleanse me. Help me to recognize You paid the ultimate price—that of death on a cross. The least I can give You is my whole-hearted devotion. Create in me the heart of a worshiper. Make me a Mary.” …
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