It was therefore an amazing surprise when my lovely husband went into the back of my wardrobe and pulled out something big (now then!). It was a beautiful painting by a local artist whose pictures we had been longing to purchase for several years. I am not easily moved to tears by gestures, but this one sent them trickling down my cheeks. Today we have put it up in the place that has been waiting for a picture since we had our new fireplace done several years ago. Maybe our house is starting to feel complete in more ways than one.
Saint Luke: Physician, Apostle, and Evangelist
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