These are some picture of us in Idaho Falls, and to continue with this precious mood we wanna share with you a poem we read all the time! Yep a poem, that's how we roll. We love it so much it sometimes makes us shed a tear...were not babies though I swear!Walking with two sisters
by Larry Hiller
Faith walks before me,
Holding up her lamp
As I try not to stumble in the ink dark hours
before the dawn
Her light illuminates
One step and then another
Beside me, Hope, arm linked
with mine, encourages and steadies
Sometimes in the tedium,
Distracted by the pain,
My mind begins to wander, then
my feet. I hesitate.
Unsure, I look to Hope.
Her hands take mine
The touch reminds me of another
hand held out to me
One pierced and scarred
Yet oh so tender
Lifting me and blessing me when
I had fallen and despaired
Remembering
I move ahead
Buoyed up by Hope, who sees
the end with perfect clarity .
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