I feel the same way as this monk who spent his life in a monastery kitchen- peeling potatoes and the like.
More and more- almost daily- I find myself repeating these words.
But God, I pray...I seek Him. I settle into Him. I CANNOT do this, unless You enable me.
Ease my heart, O Lord. Through Christ, who IS my Strength, I can do ALL things.
Amen.
A child of God- beloved, holy, righteous, blameless, healed, forgiven, brand new, sheep, salt, light, a branch, temple of God, reconciled, a saint, God's workmanship, hidden with Christ in God, an expression of the life of Christ because He is my life, a partaker, a living stone- crucified with Christ, I no longer live but Christ lives IN ME!
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