Tonight I made up a batch of Grandma Page's rolls. Because I do not need to feed all that many people, I decided to split the batch between regular dinner rolls and the rest I made into cinnamon rolls. I have made them once before...they weren't bad, but they just didn't taste quite like Gma's...even though it is her recipe. I suppose it is always that way. :)

I was reading more today and ran across this sentence...I immediately fell in love with it...

"The heartfelt compassion that hastens forgiveness matures when we discover where our enemy cries."

By none other than our dear Brennan Manning in "Abba's Child". :)