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Sometimes I ask the question, “My Lord, is this your will?” It’s then I hear you answer me, “My Precious Child… be still.” Sometimes I feel frustrated, cause I think I know what’s best. It’s then I hear you say to me, “My Busy Child… just rest!” Sometimes I feel so lonely and I think I’d like a mate. Your still small voice gets oh so clear and says, “My Child… please wait!” “I know the plans I have for you, the wondrous things you’ll see; If you can just be patient, Child, and put your trust in me. I’ve...

This is a story about a small candle carried by a man who was climbing the stairs of a lighthouse. In their way up to the top, the candle asked the man, “Where are we going?” “We’re going to the top of this lighthouse and give signals to the big ships on the ocean,” the man answered. “What? How could it be possible for me with my small light to give signals to those big ships?” “They will never be able to see my light”, replied the candle weakly. “That’s your part. If your light is small, let it be....

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about. The letter read: Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had “$100” in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of...

Some day, the teacher, wanting to know if all had studied the lesson requested, asked the children who could explain who God is. One boy raised his hand and said: God is our Father, He made the earth, the sea and all that is in it, we did as children of Him wanting more answers professor went further. How do you know God exists if you have never seen? The whole room fell silent. Peter, a very shy child, raised his hand and said: My mother told me that God is like sugar in my milk she does every morning....

A man named Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shining new car admiring it. “Is this your car, Mister?” he asked. Paul nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Christmas.” The boy was astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy, I wish…” He hesitated. Of course Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what...