To recognize the hand of the Lord in your life and to accept His will without complaint is a beginning. That decision does not immediately eliminate the struggles that will come for your growth. But I witness that it is the best way there is for you to find strength and understanding.
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- Author's profession: Clergyman
- Nationality: american
- Born: November 7, 1928
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