When We Are Wholly His We Will

It Is Natural For Us To Wish That God Had Designed For Us A Less Glorious And Less Arduous Destiny; But Then We Are Wishing Not For More Love But For Less.

Perhaps Your Own Reiterated Cries Deafen You To The Voice You Hoped To Hear

To The Glistening Eastern Sea, I Give You Queen Lucy, The Valiant. To The Great Western Wood, King Edmund The Just. To The Radiant Southern Sun, Queen Susan, The Gentle; And To The Clear Northern Sky I Give You King Peter, The Magnificent. Once A King Or Queen Of Narnia, Always A King Or Queen. May Your Wisdom Grace Us 'til The Stars Rain Down From The Heavens.

All That Are In Hell, Choose It. Without That Self-choice There Could Be No Hell.

You Find Out The Strength Of A Wind By Trying To Walk Against It, Not By Lying Down.