"Indwelling God, you know the truth of me even before I was formed in my mother's womb, you know my thoughts even before I apprehend them, you welcome me home into the warmth of your love even when I do not realize I am lost. I know myself so little even as you know me so well. I cannot fathom the future, but grant me the grace to the present in that place where I most belong--- in your heart. Amen." --------Henri J.M. Nouwen
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