Monday, November 27, 2006


"Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful with remain.
Be still my soul; thy best, thy heavenly Friend
through thorny ways leads to a joyful end."
These are the words (to an old hymn) my sweet roommate left me with this morning before she departed for a week working with a team in Chinandega. How I desperately wish for His stillness to come...


soupablog said...

Lo, in the silent night
A child to God was born
And all is brought again
That ere was lost or lorn

Could but thy soul, O man,
Become a silent night!
God would be born in thee
And set all things aright.

--15th cent.

Brett said...

Hey Pam,

I just thought I would let you know it is 28 degrees and SNOWING in Dallas right now. Isn't that CRAZY?

nicapam said...

i love that poem, paul.

and brett, yes that is insane. snow in november?!? and i'm still wearing flip flops.