God of our life, there are days when the burdens we carry chafe our
shoulders and weigh us down; when the road seems dreary and endless, the
skies grey and threatening; when our lives have no music in them, and
our hearts are lonely, and our souls have lost their courage. Flood the
path with light, run our eyes to where the skies are full of promise;
tune our hearts to brave music; give us the sense of comradeship with
heroes and saints of
every age; and so quicken our spirits
that we may be able to encourage the souls of all who journey with us
on the road of life, to Your honour and glory.
~Augustine
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