"We talk of lost ideals, but perhaps they are not lost, only changed; when our ideal for ourselves and for our children becomes limited to prosperity and comfort, we get these, very likely, for ourselves and for them, but we get no more."
Collected Poems from Charlotte Mason graduate Bryana Johnson Now available in paperback and KINDLE
"This collection is a feast, and it goes to show that although God said 'not many wise are called,' a few do get through."
- Andrée Seu Peterson, Senior Writer, WORLD Magazine
“Then he breathed upon me and took away the trembling from my limbs and caused me to stand upon my feet. And after that, he said not much, but that we should meet again, and I must go further up and further in. Then he turned him about in a storm and flurry of gold and was gone suddenly.
And since then, O Kings and Ladies, I have been wandering to find him and my happiness is so great that it even weakens me like a wound. And this is the marvel of marvels, that he called me Beloved, me who am but as a dog-”
The Last Battle, C.S. Lewis
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