Now you see. We are all fugitives. We have always been fugitives from the void. Whatever comfort, whatever power we gain from outside of ourselves diminishes us -- because comfort and power, unless they are won from the void inside of us, are illusions that make us forget the emptyness that carries us. When we forget that, we believe we deserve comfort and power and so are capable of any evil. We deserve nothing but what we make of ourselves. We deserve nothing else. And when we understand that, then nothing is enough.
When your heart is heavy and your spirit in distress,Reach out your arms to Jesus, and sense his sweet caress.He answers when we call him, our every prayer he hears,Reach out your arms to Jesus, for he is always near.
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When your heart is heavy and your spirit in distress,Reach out your arms to Jesus, and sense his sweet caress.He answers when we call him, our every prayer he hears,Reach out your arms to Jesus, for he is always near.
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