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ready for battle with stick and sword But I have calmed and quieted myself, I am like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child I am content.Psalm 131:2, NIV His flaming cheeks were damp with tears, skin clammy and sweaty from the fight. Those long eyelashes everyone admired were clumped together like little dragon spikes framing big blue eyes clouded with frustration. Sweet chubby fists clenched at the side of his blue corduroy overalls while he stomped his feet as though the earth were a drum and he was calling in reinforcements.  My toddler had not been allowed to eat the cookies he wanted, and for some reason beyond his comprehension, Mommy had put them out of his reach in a hiding-place… Read More