Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Prayer, p. 7.
When engaged in our daily labor, we may breathe out our heart's desire, inaudible to any human ear; but that word cannot die away into silence, nor can it be lost. Nothing can drown the soul's desire. It rises above the din of the street, above the noise of machinery. It is God to whom we are speaking, and our prayer is heard.
# posted by Zo Heri @ 10:14 PM 
