Listen in Silence If You Would Hear Silently the green leaves grow, In silence falls the soft, white snow; Silently the flowers bloom, In silence sunshine fills a room, Silently bright stars appear, In silence velvet night draws near; And silently God enters in To free a troubled heart from sin. For God works silently in lives, And nothing spiritual survives Amid the dim of a noisy street, Where raucous crowds with hurrying feet And blinded eyes and deafened ear Are never privileged to hear The message God wants to impart To every troubled, weary heart. For only in a quiet place Can man behold God face-to-face! Be still, and know that I am God. * * * * * * * * * * * *
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CHANGE IN THE YEAR It is the first mild day of March, Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which makes a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees and mountains bare; And grass in the green field. William Wordsworth * * * * * * * * * * * * |
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SPRING Sound the Flute! Now it’s mute. Birds delight Day and Night; Nightingale In the dale, Lark in Sky, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily to welcome in the Year. Little Boy
Little Girl, Sweet and small; Cock does crow, So do you; Merry voice, Infant noise, Merrily, Merrily, to welcome in the Year.
Little Lamb, Here I am; Come and lick My white neck; Let me pull Your soft Wool; Let me kiss Your soft face: Merrily, Merrily, we welcome in the Year. William Blake * * * * * * * * * * * * |
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"I love friends, I want more friends. I love smiles. That is a fact. How to develop smiles? There are a variety of smiles. Some smiles are sarcastic. Some smiles are artificial - diplomatic smiles. These smiles do not produce satisfaction, but rather fear or suspicion. But a genuine smile gives us hope, freshness. If we want a genuine smile, then first we must produce the basis for a smile to come. On every level of human life, compassion is the key thing." The Dalai Lama submitted by Helen Frost
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BEATITUDES FOR THE ELDERLY Blessed are they who understand My faltering step and palsied hand. Blessed are they who know that my ears today Must strain to catch the things they say.
That my eyes are dim and my wits are low. Blessed are they who looked away When coffee spilled at table today.
Blessed are they who, with a cheery smile, Stop to chat for a little while. Blessed are they who never say, "You have told me that story twice today" . Blessed are they who know the way To bring back good memories of yesterday. Blessed are they who make it known That I am loved, respected and not alone.
Blessed are they who know I am at loss To find the strength to carry the cross. Blessed are those who ease the days On my journey home in loving ways. Anon * * * * * * * * * * * * |
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O Gracious and Holy Father, Give us wisdom to perceive you, Diligence to seek you, Patience to wait for you, Eyes to behold you, A heart to meditate upon you, And a life to proclaim you: Through the power of the Spirit of Jesus Chris our Lord. St. Benedict * * * * * * * * * * * * |
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Are you wrinkled with burdens? Come to the church for a facelift * * * * * * * * * * * * Wrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been. Mark Twain * * * * * * * * * * * * When saving for old age, be sure to put away some pleasant thoughts * * * * * * * * * * * * Do not regret growing older: it is a privilege denied to many. * * * * * * * * * * * * It doesn’t matter where you live, as long as you live where you are. * * * * * * * * * * * * Today’s mighty oak is yesterday’s little acorn that held its ground.
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