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Everything in this creation glorifies, Everything else.

When dark clouds gather, The end has not come.

I can’t promise that you would always be comfortable… Because comfort brings boredom and discomfort.

All the charming faces, boys and girls, eyes and noses, hairs and dresses, cookies and sweets and chocolates, pass them on. Smiling and dancing, come to me, come to me.

Lord, give me a quiet mind, That I might listen; A gentle tone of voice That I may comfort others.

Lord protect the little ones. Those learning to walk, to run, to climb. As they take their tumbles and their knocks,

  Daddy said: "to be happy, be like a flower which attracts butterflies, bees, lady birds and gentle people." "A flower doesn't have to rush about in order to make friends. It remains quietly where it has grown and sweetens