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"What could you possibly have in there? You don't have kids.."
I was speechless, but that statement haunted me.... What determines the worth of a woman? I promise you, there is nothing in my purse that is indicative of my 'worth', yet it is full, just the same. Show me a mother's purse. It is filled with nothing that is indicative of her 'worth'. If you want to see my worth, look not into my purse, but into my heart...into my soul. This is where I carry the Love of Christ. I can't leave it on a table in a restaurant... or lock it in the car..... or send it off to school... or watch it drive away. It is always with me. See it shine?
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