God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.
The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.
et me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.