Martin Luther King Jr. Day: Let’s make it a day of faith
Faith is taking the first step, even when you don’t see the whole staircase.
—Martin Luther King Jr.
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I consider these words timely, rather timeless, in their poise. behind me democrats babble about who’s better and why. many times our ears only hear what we think we want to hear even when the entire message is not clear. Thanks for sharing this. KT