Everyone’s friend but not anyone’s friend.
In and out of the realm called living, seems like a maze of jigsaw puzzles yet to be put in place. Like jigsaws they fall apart almost instantly. When they fall in place, not the whole picture can be seen. After all, not everyone look at a picture the same way.
Sometimes it comes in the most unexpected way.
Living a life day by day is almost impossible. Everyone wants a decision to be made- almost instantaneously. But what about living as the Lord wills? To do things as the Lord wills?
Must there be tolerance just because there are different convictions of how one should live their life?
Tolerance, there should be none.
Out of the night that dazzles me,
Bright as the sun from pole to pole,
I thank the God I know to be
For Christ the conqueror of my soul.
Since His the sway of circumstance,
I would not wince nor cry aloud.
Under that rule which men call chance
My head with joy is humbly bowed.
Beyond this place of sin and tears
That life with Him! And His the aid,
Despite the menace of the years,
Keeps, and shall keep me, unafraid.
I have no fear, though strait the gate,
He cleared from punishment the scroll.
Christ is the Master of my fate,
Christ is the Captain of my soul.
My Captain
Dorothea Day
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