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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God’s dust is greater than your idol.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest.
Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.
Depth of friendship does not depend on length of acquaintance.
Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price.
Those who own much have much to fear.