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Once upon a time there was
an old Scotswoman who would rather have died than miss a kirk
service on the Sabbath. Which was why she battled so magnificently
against the wind one very stormy morning. The wind was in her face
all the time, but she kept on till she arrived, late and puffed, but
triumphant. She couldn't help thinking about the return journey, so
the minute she had breath to spare, she prayed that the wind
wouldn't change. But the wind did change - all the way home it was
dead against her ! It's an old story, with a chuckle in it. And
there's something more. In these days no end of folk don't believe
in prayer. I do. But so often God would be unkind if He answered our
prayers in the way we want them answered. What you and I need to do
is to pray for strength to endure, humility to follow God's
guidance, courage to dare, patience to wait . . . and to such as ask
for spiritual blessings, God answers in ways far more miraculous
than many people believe to be possible.
From "The Friendship Book of Francis Gay", Tuesday, August 20th, 1962
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