Faith and Prayer
What a glorious thought of being created a little lower than angels on high.
We have been blessed at birth to do what we choose, and thus far have created wings on which to fly.
Put purpose in your life and work a plan, be resolute and strong and nothing against you shall stand.
Do not meander along in life like a floating branch that always winds up downstream stuck in the sand.
Put both oars in the water, raise anchor and pursue that passion as a salmon swimming upstream.
Surround yourself with good friends and family, which inspire you while you help others reach their dream.
Two oars are in the ocean of life one of which is called faith, so let God be your guide.
The second ore is the ore of prayer and these two will overcome any rising tide.
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