"Here is the Heart that broods over His children with unutterable love. How alert that divine ear is to listen, none of us can know. It does not need a formal prayer; the most stumbling and broken cry - a sign, a whisper, anything that tells the heart's loneliness and need and penitence - can find its way to Him."
By Phillips Brooks
Sunday, June 24, 2007
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