Help me to remember Lord, that nothing's gonna happen today that you and me can't handle together.
I still know quite certainly, that just to be alive is a grand thing.
By perseverance, even the snail reached the ark.
What you feel, is what you are, and what you are is Beautiful (i almost cried when i read this one)
Remember to hand back to God what you are not able to handle. Do your best, then hand it back, for the rest is not yours to handle. It will be worked out for you.
Fear holds us and binds us and keeps us from growing. It kills a small piece of us each day. It holds us to what we know and keeps us from what's possible and it is our worst enemy. Fear doesn't announce itself. It's disguised, and it's subtle.
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