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30 April 2013

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"Trees, blossoms, and birds;
and seas, skies, and winds-
whisper it,
sound it anew,
sing it,
echo it,
let it beat and resonate through every atom and particle on earth,
and let the air be filled with it.
Let it be told and retold again and again,
until hope rises to become conviction,
and conviction becomes the certainty of knowing
Let it be told until, like Paul, even when we face our death,
we will go triumphantly with our faith secure
and a peaceful and radiant expression on our face."

- from Streams in the Desert, April 27.

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