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The Other SisterBy: Marion Rosser
I would like to be Mary, sitting rapt by his knees, basking in words of redemption and love. But I am Martha, grumbling in the kitchen, knowing well that the Prophet with his perfumed feet will need some supper and a place to sleep.
Copyright © 1998 Marion Rosser
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