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Henrietta Wisbey
I walked through the shop----the sense of desolation was palpable---
What would become of us?
What can sustain us through the crippling loss, of home, family, business?
The cakes I held i...view moreI walked through the shop----the sense of desolation was palpable---
What would become of us?
What can sustain us through the crippling loss, of home, family, business?
The cakes I held in my hand crashed against the wall.
Desperation had taken over.
Despair, loss, homelessness, upheaval, removal all loomed on the horizon.
Failure beckoned. An uncharted way lay ahead.
Only one thing could be heard, a call, "Be still and know that I am God."
I was there!
My business has changed.view less