"I, who speak to you, am the Queen of heaven. I am, as it were, a gardener of this world. For when a gardener sees the rise of a strong wind harmful to the little plants and the trees of his garden, at once he runs to them quickly and binds them fast with sturdy stakes as well as he can. And thus he comes to their aid, in various ways according to his ability, lest they be broken by the rushing wind or wretchedly uprooted."
~St. Bridget of Sweden
1373 patron saint of Sweden
He will not cry out, nor raise His voice,
Nor cause His voice to be heard in the street.
A bruised reed He will not break,
And dimly burning flax He will not quench;
He will bring forth justice for truth.
He will not fall nor be discouraged.
Till he has established justice in the earth;
And the coastlands shall wait for Him.
~Isaiah 42
washed by the sea
Kerrie
"And all the trees of the field shall know that I bring low the high tree, lift high the lowly tree, Wither up the green tree, and make the withered tree bloom." ~Ezekiel 17:24
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