Rule 66 | Kindness Born of a Mother’s Love | Roadside Notes — A Faith and Good Courage Journal Reading | Ep17
Rule 66 never began as a campaign or a slogan. It began at a kitchen table that smelled like percolated coffee, ground by hand in a bright red grinder, where my mother quietly taught me how to live. That table became my first classroom, where I learned how to treat people, when to hold my tongue, and how to lead with grace even when life was messy.
This reflection looks back at the woman who shaped the road I’m still traveling. Though she’s been gone more than forty years, her words still echo, reminding me to pause before speaking, offer grace before arguing, never let someone leave hungry…
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