Fell on his neck and wept a good while — that's how it reads, and I believe it. I've wept bitterly by a fire myself...
Hold on to the ones you thought were gone. Some things are restored with weeping.
I remember when Dad came down to Egypt. More than twenty years I'd been gone from him. I fell on his neck and wept there a good while.
Some reunions you don't schedule. You just hold on
14 Oct 2026, 23:22
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