"We think of God in the dramatic things, the glorious sunsets, the majestic mountains, the tempestuous seas; but he is in the little things too, in the smile of a passerby or the gnarled hands of an old man, in a daisy, a tiny insect, falling leaves. God is in the music, in laughter and in sorrow too. And the grey times, when monotony stretches out ahead, these can be the times of steady, solid growth into God.
Until we dwell in him and allow him to dwell in us we shall be strangers to peace."
-Prayer by Mother Frances Dominica
Until we dwell in him and allow him to dwell in us we shall be strangers to peace."
-Prayer by Mother Frances Dominica
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