Work With Love
All work is empty save when there is love;
and when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself,
and to one another, and to God.
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What do you pack to pursue a dream, and what do you leave behind?
—Sandra Sharpe
And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.
—Abraham Lincoln
All work is empty save when there is love;
and when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself,
and to one another, and to God.
A great many people think they are thinking when they are really rearranging their prejudices.
—Edward R. Murrow
The LORD said to Moses, “Tell Aaron and his sons, ‘This is how you are to bless the Israelites.’ Say to them:“The LORD bless you and keep you;
the LORD make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you;
the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace.”—Numbers 6:22-26
Lord, how I long for your blessing. How I long to please you. How I long to know that you have accepted me.
Lord, how long must I wander in this wilderness? How long must I struggle companionless, without succor, seeking unaided for your water of life in a dry and barren land?
Why do you withhold your mercy from me? To whom can I turn if not you? Who else will quench my thirst? Who else can satisfy the deep longing of my soul?
Why do you continue to hide from me? Why do you continue to withhold your blessing? A year ago I was afire with your Spirit—I was alive with hope, with joy, with firm confidence in your love. I was secure in the knowledge that you had plans for me.
But why, Lord, did you abandon me? Where were you when my friends turned against me? Why did you let Satan lure them into a conspiracy of sin and evil? Why did you let him destroy all I had worked so hard and so long to build for you? How could you let Satan use my closest companions so mercilessly to ravage this church and its most dynamic ministries?
Why did you allow his schemes to steal my hope, my joy, my trust, my confidence?
If you have plans for me, where are they? I heard your call, and answered. I was so sure I knew what you wanted. Please, Lord, look upon me and smile again. Please, Lord, restore your favor to me and give me your peace.
Still, every day, I bless your name on this “road marked with suffering.” There has been little but pain in the offering the past year. Please, Lord, show me a sign of your favor. My soul cries out for you. My soul has seen little but turmoil for a year, and only you can give me peace.
Lord, where is your smile?
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