The weaker we feel, the harder we lean on God,
And the harder we lean, the stronger we grow.
Joni Eareckson Tada
When the air around still stirs a chill
When you’re planted on a windy hill
When you’re weak yet from the winter’s cold
Be sure you turn your head and hold
Your face to the warming sun.
When things don’t seem to go so right
With wind blown days and frost at night
When it’s a struggle to see your way
And you can find no words to pray
Chin up and turn toward the Son.
What’s Good About Home! 
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