Rugged Soil
Friday, 27 March 2009
The isolation of my soul,
the constant and painful injuries caused by those who are hostile or
indifferent,
especially when they are near and dear to me,
the sadness of feeling unequal to the great task to be accomplished,
the sufferings of my heart,
the difficulties of my life,
the misery of my physical weakness -
this is the rugged soil, my God,
in which Thou will cause joy to grow.
Elisabeth Leseur
Labels: personal
posted @ 8:01 am,
2 Comments:
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At 30 March 2009 at 08:33,
Val Aziz said...
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In a mellow mood?
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At 31 March 2009 at 10:18,
Just plain Sharon said...
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just trying to meditate..
