The equipment for the inner life of prayer is simple.  It consists of a quiet place, a quiet hour and a quiet heart.

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I write to you, little children, Because your sins are forgiven you for His name’s sake.

1 John 2:12
The New King James Version

Someday – I’m going down the street
And sit and chat with one whose feet
Have had to pause and rest awhile
Before they travel that last mile;
Well – someday.

Someday – A cake or pie I’ll bake
And with a cheery smile I’ll take
It to a home where there is need;
Just folks, of quite a different creed;
Well – someday.

Someday – A letter I will send
To that distant, lonely friend;
I’lI tell her every little thing
That will joy and comfort bring;
Well – someday.

Someday – A quiet place Ill seek
Where I can hear my Father speak,
Where I can listen undisturbed
To His precious guiding Word;
Someday.

Someday – I’ll surely take the time
To tell some soul of love divine,
Of salvation full and free,
Meant for them as well as me;
Someday.

Someday – I said it long ago.
The days slip by, and well I know
“Someday” will never come until
Today bends to my Father’s will.
Why not today?

Roselyn C. Steere

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