May the Good Lord plant Christ in yer heart like a stubborn sassafras root, and fill ya to the brim with love — deeper than the holler, higher than the ridge, richer than granny’s stew — so yer whole dang self’s soaked in God’s knowin’ and all His mighty love, which beats reckonin’ any measure.
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