[continued from previous message]   
      
   Little leaves, make up the trees,   
   Many tiny drops of water blending,   
   Make the mighty seas.   
      
   Let us not then by impatience   
   Mar the beauty of the whole,   
   But for love of Jesus bear all   
   In the silence of our soul.   
   Asking Him for grace sufficient   
   To sustain us through each loss,   
   And to treasure each small offering   
   As a splinter from Thine Cross.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)