This is from my buttercup, whom I am blessed to have in my life.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Open Wide

You can choose to conceive of God as one aloof from all things; one who leaves you in the hands of so many worldly troubles--because of what significance are these to Him?

Or you can believe in a God who carries you as a nursing mother cuddles her suckling infant, as the eagle carries its young above its wings, as a father lifts his child firmly upon his shoulders.

As large as you make your cup, so He will fill it for you. As much as you trust

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