“(N.B. I think this is from a hymn.) O joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace the rainbow through the rain, And feel the promise is not vain, That morn shall tearless… — Pamela Porter Copy Share Image
“Now I will know always the thrill of a kiss, and know what it is I am cursed to live without.” — Pamela Porter Copy Share Image
“We are all stumbling and falling under our own crosses, those carved from our hands, our sweat, and those not of our own making.” — Pamela Porter Copy Share Image
“God helps those who help themselves.' ... If God waits around to see if we can pull off miracles without him, then I conclude… — Pamela Porter Copy Share Image
“(N.B. I think this is from a hymn.) O joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace… — Pamela Porter Copy Share Image
“Amazing how the soup pots of small towns are just waiting to boil over anything at all.” — Pamela Porter Copy Share Image
