This day has passed in a fog of laundry and sundry other little household duties sandwiched between prayers. Poised between dread and hope, we wait for word of my friend's husband. He is a pilot. He flew out of Sioux Lookout yesterday evening with two passengers, bound for Cat Lake. The plane never reached its destination.
Make Me Brave for Life
God, make me brave for life: oh, braver than this.
Let me straighten after pain, as a tree straightens after the rain,
Shining and lovely again.
God, make me brave for life; much braver than this.
As the blown grass lifts, let me rise
From sorrow with quiet eyes,
Knowing Thy way is wise.
God, make me brave, life brings
Such blinding things.
Help me to keep my sight;
Help me to see aright
That out of dark comes light.
-- Author Unknown
Thank you
4 months ago
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