Life is tought at times. I read about a man who was struggling
to survive some tough times. He had clung to life as long as he
could and as best as he could. When he was asked how he kept
on keeping on he said, "I clung on for dear life because even at
its worst life is dear."
One Sunday a little boy sat in church beside a man who was
dying of cancer. When the passing of the peace was taking place,
the little boy turned to the man and simply said, "Hang in there,
Harry!" What wonderful words of peace. I think that little boy
already knew that life is dear. Do you?
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