13 “And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.”
To those tossed by the waves, “be still and know that I am God!”
– Submitted by Sue Wilson
As I was reading the email exchanges yesterday, the words to this MBE
hymn/poem came to mind to pray with:
It matter not what be thy lot, so Love doth guide;
For storm or shine, pure peace is thin, whate’er be tide.
And of these stones or tyrants thrones, God able is
to raise up seed – in thought and deed – to faithful His.
Aye, darkling sense, arise go hence!
Our God is good.
False fears are foes – truth tatters those,
Love looseth thee, and lifteth me
Ayont hate’s thrall:
There Life is light and wisdom might,
And God is All.
The centuries break, the earth-bound wake,
Who doth His will -His likeness still –
I was also lead to Mrs. Eddy’s counsel in Misc. Writings (p.223) entitled
“The mental arrow shot from another’s bow is practically harmless, unless
our own thought barbs it. It is our pride that makes another’s criticism
rankle, our self-will that makes another’s deed offensive, our egotism that
feels hurt by another’s self-assertion…Be determined not to be offended
when no wrong is meant, nor even when it is, unless the offense be against
Peace, love, and stillness to you all,