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“I believe if I were charged with having a goal, it would be to live without fretting—to live more fully in the moment, not always huffing about as I’ve done in recent years . . . to live humbly—and appreciatively—with whatever God furnishes.”
Lord, he prayed, thank You for Your continued grace. Help me fulfill Your plan for my life; give me a heart to hear Your voice.
“A vicar is the priest of a church that isn’t a parish church.”
“ ‘Vicar: A parish priest appointed by a bishop, to exercise limited jurisdiction in a particular town or district of a diocese.’ Here’s another: ‘A bishop’s assistant in charge of a church or mission.’ “And finally,” he said, “ ‘A clergyman in charge of a chapel.’ ”
‘There are three stages in the work of God: impossible, difficult, done.’
Now as we come to the setting of the sun, and our eyes behold the vesper light, we sing your praises, O God: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
“George Macdonald wrote this: ‘Man finds it hard to get what he wants, because he does not want the best. God finds it hard to give, because He would give the best and man will not take it.’
COINCIDENCE IS WHEN GOD CHOOSES TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS.
St. Francis,
“‘Keep a clear eye
toward life’s end. Do not forget your purpose and destiny as God’s
Creature. What you are in His sight is what you are and nothing more.
Remember that when you leave this earth, you can take nothing you have
received... but only what you have given; a full heart enriched by
honest service, love, sacrifice and courage.’ ”
Every saint has a past, the sixteenth-century poet had said, and every sinner has a future. And all because of what He did for love.
François Mauriac: “If you would tell me the heart of a man, tell me not what he reads but what he rereads.
“Churchill said, ‘We’re always getting ready to live, but never living.’
Henry Canby: “ ‘Live deep instead of fast.’
“In the book of Revelation, we learn why He created us—it was for His pleasure. Indeed, He made us for Himself.”
the trials of many years were gathered into one, he penned from an old book found on Marge’s shelf, they would overwhelm us; therefore, in pity to
our little strength, He sends first one, and then an- other, then removes both, and lays on a third, heavier, perhaps, than either; but all is so wisely measured to our strength that the bruised reed is never broken. We do not enough look at our trials in this continuous and successive view. Each one is sent to teach us something, and altogether they have a lesson which is beyond the power of any to teach alone. H. E. Manning.
He prayed the prayer attributed to St. Francis. “Watch, O Lord, with those who wake, or watch, or weep tonight, and give Your angels and saints
charge over those who sleep. Tend Your sick ones, O Lord Christ. Rest Your weary ones. Bless Your dying ones. Soothe Your suffering ones. Pity Your afflicted ones. Shield Your joyous ones. And all for Your love’s sake.” “Amen,”
“I’m always moved by his petition to ‘shield Your joyous ones,’” she said at last, “by his recognition that joy is a terribly fragile thing, and the Enemy is bent on stealing it from us. Such a wise thing to ask for.”
“Thank You, God, for loving me. And for sending Your son to die for my sins. I sincerely repent of my sins, and receive Jesus Christ as my personal savior. Now, as Your child, I turn my entire life over to You. “Amen.
LOVE IS AN ACT OF ENDLESS FORGIVENESS

