Pity Enlarges The Heart.

We Must Have Faith During The Period Of Our Grief. We Think That Our Afflictions Will Be Greater Than We Can Bear, But We Do Not Know The Strength Of Our Own Hearts, Nor The Power Of God. He Knows All. He Knows Every Folding Of The Heart And Also The Extent Of The Sorrow That He Inflicts. What We Think Will Overwhelm Us Entirely Only Subdues And Conquers Our Pride. Our Renewed Spirit Rises From Its Subjugation With A Celestial Strength And Consolation.

God, Who Is Liberal In All His Other Gifts, Shows Us, By The Wise Economy Of His Providence, How Circumspect We Ought To Be In The Management Of Our Time, For He Never Gives Us Two Moments Together.

Mankind, By The Perverse Depravity Of Their Nature, Esteem That Which They Have Most Desired As Of No Value The Moment It Is Possessed, And Torment Themselves With Fruitless Wishes For That Which Is Beyond Their Reach.

How Rare It Is To Find A Soul Quiet Enough To Hear God Speak.

Peace Does Not Dwell In Outward Things But Within The Soul; We May Preserve It In The Midst Of The Bitterest Pain, If Our Will Remains Firm And Submissive. Peace In This Life Springs From Acquiescence To, Not An Exemption From, Suffering.