Thou carest more
I love seeing which old posts appeal to visitors. This post came up today. It was published on April 10, 2016, four days after I got Lucy pacemaker, and eleven days before I fell and broke my jaw. The political scene was already ugly, and got even uglier as election day approached. MacDonald’s simple sonnet helped calm my troubled spirit. I like to think I take good care of myself. Yet “Thou carest more.” Then, now and always. For me and for you.