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Thursday, March 09, 2006
10:49 AM
You never promised, Lord,
that I would forever be sheltered
from stormy times in my life.
You have promised that
the sun will outlast the storms
Thank you for dangers
that teach me to be brave…
for suffering,
from which I learnt patience…
for pain
that teaches me tenderness
for false friends, whose lack of trust causes me
to prize my true friends…
for illness,
which teaches me to treasure my health,
a gift I too often take for granted.
Thank you for leading me through trying times,
without which I would be like a plant
in an overprotected hothouse,
too tender to ever live in the open wind.
Help me remember
in my trying times there is
no progress without pain,
no conversion without crisis,
no birth w/o painful travail,
no Easter w/o Good Friday.
Anonymous
