MARCH 21
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast
put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.
Psalm 30:11
Security, loving God, is going to sleep in the assurance that you know our hearts before we speak and are waiting, as soon as you hear from us, to transform our concerns into hope and action, our loneliness into companionship, and our despair into dance.
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