“...I stared at that canvas. It called out my name. I knew I had to have that piece—I had connected with what the maker had said. “Almost perfect, yet still not quite right….. Continuing the struggle, a daily fight”.” — Ursula Denise Walker Copy Share Image
“True faith has no eyes, no ability to see. Instead, the Father left us with the most precious little grain—a tiny little thing—in a… — Ursula Denise Walker Copy Share Image
“WHAT DADDY WOULD HAVE DONE First he would have listened intently which one could always tell by the rhythmic shift and angle of the… — Ursula Denise Walker Copy Share Image
“I miss the innocence of your childish sweet smile and your gentle, knowing touch. I remember bright and shining, curious eyes and the happy… — Ursula Denise Walker Copy Share Image
“...I stared at that canvas. It called out my name. I knew I had to have that piece—I had connected with what the maker… — Ursula Denise Walker Copy Share Image
