Thank God For The Things That I

Life Is To Life In Such A Way That We Are Not Afraid To Die.

We Bloomed In Spring. Our Bodies Are The Leaves Of God. The Apparent Seasons Of Life And Death Our Eyes Can Suffer; But Our Souls, Dear, I Will Just Say This Forthright: They Are God Himself, We Will Never Perish Until He Does.

Vocal Prayer . . . Must Be Accompanied By Reflection. A Prayer In Which A Person Is Not Aware Of Whom He Is Speaking To, What He Is Asking, Who It Is Who Is Asking And Of Whom, I Don't Call Prayer-however Much The Lips May Move.

May I Not Come Before You With Empty Hands, Since We Are Rewarded According To Our Deeds.

However Softly We Speak, God Is Near Enough To Hear Us.