Like a tongue sticks to an icicle, I pocketed my God given gifts and talents where they lay frozen and useless by Joy Thacker | Apr 13, 2016 | 0 comments Like a tongue sticks to an icicle, I pocketed my God given gifts and talents where they lay frozen and useless Submit a Comment Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Notify me of new posts by email. Yes, add me to your mailing list.