50th post!
When obstacles and trails seem
Like prison walls to be,
I do the little I do
And leave the rest to Thee.
And when there seems no chance, no change,
From grief can set me free,
Hope finds its strength in helplessness,
And calmly waits for Thee.
(Sadly, it's not written by me.. Taken from Streams in the Desert :D)
Oh and I kup the 50th post!
Haha XD
Whoa this blog's really fast o.o
Does this blog have more posts than any of yours yet? XD
Love, sarah (:
