Life is a tightrope with God at the end. If we walk with our eyes down, looking at what is happening right now in our lives, we are likely to waver and fall. However, if we focus at the end of the rope, where God and Heaven await us, we can see past all of the petty troubles this present life and walk more steadily. We may sometimes still stumble, but if we get back up and train our eyes on God once again, He will guide us to the end.
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There are things you would love to hear but will never hear fromthe
person you want to hear them from, but don't be deaf to the personwho
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I believe though I do not comprehend, and I hold by faith what I cannot grasp with the mind.
I believe though I do not comprehend, and I hold by faith what I cannot grasp with the mind.
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Those of little faith are of little hatred.
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One should not stand at the foot of a sick person's bed, because that place is reserved for the guardian angel.
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Oh the depth of both the wisdom and riches of God! How unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways beyond understanding.
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Every man, either to his terror or consolation, has some sense of religion.
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