If I am to carry Christ home with me from the altar, I am afraid He will have to come to the kitchen, because much of my time is spent there . . . If I am to create, and I believe God made me to do just that, why can't I create feast-day specials from eggs and milk and butter? . . . I once tried to paint a picture, but the colors ran and the perspective was poor. I tried to write music, but even the dog howled to hear it. I tried...
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