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The Lord Heareth The Prayers Of Those Who Ask To Put Aside Hatred. But He Is Deaf To Those Who Would Flee From Love.

I Don't Make Plans. I Live My Life On A Daily Basis.

Does A Leaf, When It Falls From The Tree In Winter, Feel Defeated By The Cold? The Tree Says To The Leaf: "that’s The Cycle Of Life. You May Think You’re Going To Die, But You Live On In Me. It’s Thanks To You That I’m Alive, Because I Can Breathe. It’s Also Thanks To You That I Have Felt Loved, Because I Was Able To Give Shade To The Weary Traveller. Your Sap Is In My Sap; We Are One Thing.

O God, When I Listen To The Voices Of Animals, The Sounds Of Trees, The Murmurings Of Water, The Singing Of Birds, The Whistling Of The Wind, Or The Boom Of Thunder, I See In Them Evidence Of Your Unity; I Feel That You Are Supreme Power, Omniscience, Supreme Knowledge, And Supreme Justice. I Recognize You, O God, In The Trials I Am Going Through. May Your Pleasure Be My Pleasure, Too. May I Be Your Joy, The Joy That A Father Feels For A Son. And May I Think Of You Calmly And With Determination, Even When I Find It Hard To Say I Love You.

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