Sat, 02/06/2016 - 13:54 -- 8ebekah

Lord, help me learn contentedness,
For I know You have brought me this.
I do not ask for any bliss,
But weed my life of selfishness.
Remind me--all you do is best,
And trade my fears for peace and rest.

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