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Disasters Teach Us Humility.

Remove Grace, And You Have Nothing Whereby To Be Saved. Remove Free Will And You Have Nothing That Could Be Saved.

Spare Me Through Your Mercy, Do Not Punish Me Through Your Justice.

O Supreme And Unapproachable Light! O Whole And Blessed Truth, How Far Art Thou From Me, Who Am So Near To Thee! How Far Removed Art Thou From My Vision, Though I Am So Near To Thine! Everywhere Thou Art Wholly Present, And I See Thee Not. In Thee I Move, And In Thee I Have My Being; And I Cannot Come To Thee. Thou Art Within Me, And About Me, And I Feel Thee Not.

Idleness Is The Enemy Of The Soul.