" And so beside the silent sea I wait the muffled oar:
Nor harm from Him can come to me on ocean or on shore.
I know not where His island life their fronded palms in air,
I only know I cannot drift beyond His love and care,"
"Father, I trust you, Forgive me for being so foolish as to
imagine that You have made a mistake. Help me to receive grace to keep a quiet heart, sure that I am in this very moment, held in the Everlasting Arms."
All I could think, is this here stands this woman who is trying to read but can't. I started to panic inside. I had already messed up a couple of the labels and I finally had to ask for help. That deep breath and huff from people always hits me like a horse whip.
that we are not interested in."
---Elisabeth Elliot, Secure In The Everlasting Arms---p.45