If The Grain Of Wheat Could Know

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When I Was A Boy And I Would See Scary Things In The News, My Mother Would Say To Me, "look For The Helpers. You Will Always Find People Who Are Helping." To This Day, Especially In Times Of "disaster," I Remember My Mother's Words And I Am Always Comforted By Realizing That There Are Still So Many Helpers – So Many Caring People In This World.

How Many Times Have You Noticed That It's The Little Quiet Moments In The Midst Of Life That Seem To Give The Rest Extra-special Meaning?

Development Comes From Within. Nature Does Not Hurry But Advances Slowly.

Knowing That We Can Be Loved Exactly As We Are Gives Us All The Best Opportunity For Growing Into The Healthiest Of People.