In the presence of God, nothing stands between Him and us - we are forgiven. But we cannot feel His presence if anything is allowed to stand between ourselves and others.
Dag HammarskjoldThe light died in the low clouds. Falling snow drank in the dusk. Shrouded in silence, the branches wrapped me in their peace. When the boundaries were erased, once again the wonder: that *I* exist.
Dag HammarskjoldBe grateful as your deeds become less and less associated with your name, as your feet ever more lightly tread the earth.
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