When nothing makes sense, think on this…

It was written long ago, but it still speaks to me. It reminds me other folks in other times have felt that way, too–and later on have seen what was hidden earlier. 

I can't know what you're dealing with right now, but somehow it seems a good time to share it with you. Even if you've read it before, hope you find it worth another reading.

I asked God for strength, that I might achieve–

I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey.

I asked for help, that I might do greater things–

I was given infirmity, that I might do better things.

I asked for riches, that I might be happy–

I was given poverty, that I might be wise.

I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life–

I was given life, that I might enjoy all things.

I got nothing that I asked for, but everything I had hoped for.

Despite myself, my prayers were answered.

I am, among all men, most richly blessed.

                                (–Attributed to an anonymous soldier of the Confederacy)

Hope this wisdom blesses your heart as much as it does mine.

Blessings,

Lenore

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