"O my child, I have waited long for your coming. My eyes have grown weary with watching, and my heart heavy with longing for you.
For I have said 'Rest in Me', but you have striven. I have said, 'Stand Still', but you have continued to run. I have called, but you have been listening to human voices.
Turn to me.
You do not need to do more. Like the sinner who misses the gift of saving grace through absorption in good works, so you, My child, have missed My sweet reality in your frantic effort to please Me."
-- Frances J. Roberts
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