Nationalism - in other words, the dividing of the church into bodies - consisting of such and such a nation, is a novelty, not above three centuries old, although many dear children of God are found dwelling in it.
“I love being a mother. I loved being a daughter, a sister, a wife. I love being a woman with men. I love having given birth.”
“The fact that my grown kids like to hang out with me, I mean, it just - I don't think it really can get any better than that, I don't think.”