Valerie,
Your email touched me.
One day Elijah will descend from the upper room
holding your daughter in his arms,
and will say,
"Woman, behold your daughter."
In that day, she will no longer be called Mara,
but as you say,
"Sweet Mara... for the bitterness of death,
has made your faith sweeter than the honeycomb."
Blessings,
Brian
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