"I cried when it was my turn to light the candle of the young child standing next to me. He was about half my height and so adorable with his little candle but it was my responsibility to light his flame with the light that had been given to me."
"As Christians on earth we are all 'homeless,' waiting to be reunited with our Father in our Heavenly Home. When I think of my sister, all I know is that she is God’s prodigal daughter. She is… and so are you. "