"Clearing blue sky,
A promise in bare branches.
In winter, there are sunny days.
In adulthood, childhood can return."
As I move forward in life, what can I do but commend myself to His mercy? How else can I do that than by focusing on that which is good? While that may not always be so easy, perhaps if I return my thoughts to Him again and again, he will lay His table before me that I, like St. Dominic Savio, may say, "What beautiful things I see!"
A promise in bare branches.
In winter, there are sunny days.
In adulthood, childhood can return."
As I move forward in life, what can I do but commend myself to His mercy? How else can I do that than by focusing on that which is good? While that may not always be so easy, perhaps if I return my thoughts to Him again and again, he will lay His table before me that I, like St. Dominic Savio, may say, "What beautiful things I see!"
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