The Mystery of Being Royal
An Introduction
You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage, but [God] is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.
C. S. Lewis
She always smelled like cocoa butter and summertime. My mother's arms were smooth and soft. I watched her jack up our car to change a flat tire countless times. Every time I saw her do this, I knew she could easily hold that car up on her own if she wanted to. Her strength was something supernatural, despite her[…]
