WHEN THERE IS
DISSATISFACTION WITH ENVIRONMENT.

 

Though to mortal sense I am hedged in, I know that I am but given what I need for my journey heavenward.

I see that all external limitations arc my opportunities to prove my real being. For them I rejoice and give thanks.

I praise thee, 0 God! I praise thee for all that shuts me in, for it is Love itself that compasses me round about.

Even as the tiny bird is encircled by the protecting nest, so am enfolded in that which guards me while I am finding my wings.

All thine is mine, and I am thine, and no harm can befall me for there is no evil.