These are the verses I want to embrace.
But Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart. (Luke 2:19)
Psalm 131
Oh Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.
Goodnight. I'm going to sleep, leaving everything in my Father's hands.
photo: Burano, Italy 2007
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