In surrender I clear a space in which something new can grow. I place my faith in something larger than me. I trust.
~ Katrina Kenison in MITTEN STRINGS FOR GOD
Since I am coming to that holy room,
Where, with your quire of Saints
for evermore, I shall be made you
Music; As I come, I tune the
instrument here at the door.
And what I must do then, think
here before.