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There was a girl, who felt as though there was no place for her in the world, And so she worked to discover a place in her thoughts, a place of sanctuary. And she worked and worked, but all that came was derision and abuse. And she found God. And worked for God with abandon, undaunted, unafraid. And the enemy saw her light and became afraid. And so he sent her souls to sap her confidence, and she writhed in torment. And she cried out to God, “Woman of old, I do not know you. But I need you. Save me now!” And the woman said, “When it is time, you will change the face of a generation. But for now, be still and know that I am Lord. The Lord who birthed you. The Lord who watches over her creation as a mother hen, always feeding not too much and not too little, but just right.” And the woman became angry and said, “Though you slay me Satan, yet will I vanquish your lies, and praise the Divine for ever more.” And she decided to study. This woman decided to study the words of a Word everlasting. To bring light to a generation, lost in the spoiled vanity of dissolution. And she met a woman. A hard woman to some, but to those who knew her, they knew of a softness sent down from Abraham to bring light to a people who were not her own. And the woman said to the woman, “You must study until your mind aches with pain of a generation, and then study some more. You must write, until your hands ache with the sorrow of the bitterness of women passed over for eons. AND THEN WRITE SOME MORE. But if you hold on, you will surpass all expectations and you will rise to give light to the world.” And so the woman said to the woman, “I will study and I will write. And I will study and I will write. And when I cannot go one step further. I will write some more, until my hands shed the blood of Gethsemane. And from this blood, wounds of old between woman and man, woman and woman, man and creation shall be healed forever more.” And so the woman wrote and read, she read and wrote. And finally she began to shed blood and lost 2 near and dear to her. And she cried out to the Lamb, “Son of my mother, what am I to do?” And the Lamb responded, “Woman, you have done well. But now just bow down and let my grace do the rest. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light and my grace endures forever.” And so the woman learned mercy. And with mercy she shared her love with every soul she passed. Simple words of light she shared. To the fallen souls of a forlorn generation.

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Kathy and the Woman of Old

There was a girl, who felt as though there was no place for her in the world, And so she worked to discover a place in her thoughts, a place of sanctuary. And she worked and worked, but all that came was derision and abuse. And she found God. And worked for God with abandon, undaunted, unafraid. And the enemy saw her light and became afraid. And so he sent her souls to sap her confidence, and she writhed in torment. And she cried out to God, “Woman of old, I do not know you. But I need you. Save me now!” And the woman said, “When it is time, you will change the face of a generation. But for now, be still and know that I am Lord. The Lord who birthed you. The Lord who watches over her creation as a mother hen, always feeding not too much and not too little, but just right.” And the woman became angry and said, “Though you slay me Satan, yet will I vanquish your lies, and praise the Divine for ever more.” And she decided to study. This woman decided to study the words of a Word everlasting. To bring light to a generation, lost in the spoiled vanity of dissolution. And she met a woman. A hard woman to some, but to those who knew her, they knew of a softness sent down from Abraham to bring light to a people who were not her own. And the woman said to the woman, “You must study until your mind aches with pain of a generation, and then study some more. You must write, until your hands ache with the sorrow of the bitterness of women passed over for eons. AND THEN WRITE SOME MORE. But if you hold on, you will surpass all expectations and you will rise to give light to the world.” And so the woman said to the woman, “I will study and I will write. And I will study and I will write. And when I cannot go one step further. I will write some more, until my hands shed the blood of Gethsemane. And from this blood, wounds of old between woman and man, woman and woman, man and creation shall be healed forever more.” And so the woman wrote and read, she read and wrote. And finally she began to shed blood and lost 2 near and dear to her. And she cried out to the Lamb, “Son of my mother, what am I to do?” And the Lamb responded, “Woman, you have done well. But now just bow down and let my grace do the rest. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light and my grace endures forever.” And so the woman learned mercy. And with mercy she shared her love with every soul she passed. Simple words of light she shared. To the fallen souls of a forlorn generation.