In skin worn old and wrinkled, using battered hands to comfort broken souls, Mother Theresa walked with grace. She endeared herself to us, certainly, for her ministry to the poorest of the poor, but beyond that we are tendered by her gentle undying love and true devotion to God and her world.
How could one woman walk so lightly on the planet as to leave only a wooden bucket, tattered sandals and a tin cup? A woman who gains noble character during a lifetime of faithfulness leaves a fruitful, abundant legacy. Her footprints remain in the sands of time.
Jesus says that I must deny myself, pick up my cross daily and follow Him. My devotion to Him will bear the fruit of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self control.
Annie Dillard reminds us, "How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives." What an invigorating thought in youth! How sobering the realization to the aged.
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