There's a tiny house

Once upon a time there was a young woman who looked to the stars and thought powerful things. She thought of freedom and liberty, she thought of sunshine, justice for all and an end to suffering.

She thought of changing the world.

In the course of her life she would help lots of people see things in new ways. She would light candles of truth in darkened corners. She would raise hope in men who would otherwise have fallen to the side of the road. She would raise children to believe in the value of honesty. She loved the people in her life with a fierce pride.

Sometimes, when things felt impossible she had to look deep inside herself for courage.

Sometimes this sensitive and kindly girl felt unloved and under-valued by others.

When others didn't understand her, this hurt her. She often felt alone.

When others doubted her, when they said she was wrong, When others were so cruel she felt like dying; even then, on one miserable day in May when her life felt like it was at an end, she reached out to a poor soul and said

"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and conveniences, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy"

I shouldn't think the man has ever forgotten what that felt like.


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