Most precious Jesus, here I am, quiet and still and at one with you. I first want to thank you for all of the times you have carried me when I was unable to go on my own. My Lord, you are always there for me, even when I stumble and fall into sin's great snare. In the darkest of hours, in the storms of life and in the face of disappointment and despair, you are my refuge and my strength. My love for you has no end and will only grow stronger with each and every step of my way. Thank you Jesus, for the gift of prayer which is there for all who will enter in. Amen.
-- Sheila Bennett
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