Thursday, October 20, 2011

A Quiet Mind

"When winds are blowing, waves are rising, falling, And all the air is full of dust and spray; When voices, like to sea birds’ plaintive calling, Confuse my day; Then, then I know Thee, Lord of highest heaven, In newborn need discover Thee, and find, Nought can discomfort him to whom is given a quiet mind." --Amy Carmichael

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