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IN FRATERNAM MEAM
Sunday, March 21, 2004
PROVERBIAL PASSAGES THAT MADE ME STRONGER
(abstracted from the book of : CAROLYN WARNER)


character.....


True greatness lies not always
In the winning of worldly fame,
Nor doing our best spurred on by the cheers
And plaudits that follow our name.
But he who can face with a cheery grace
The everyday of life,
With its petty things that rasp and sting,
Is a hero in the strife.
(Fannie Herron Wingate)



on family......


We need not power or splendor, Wide hall or lordly dome;
The good, the true , the tender,
These form the weath of home.(Sarah J. Hale)


Make a memory with your children,
Spend some time to show you care;
Toys and trinkets can't replace those
Prescious moments that you share. (Elaine Hardt)


Before you were conceived I wanted you
Before you were born I loved you
Before you were here an hour I would die for you
This is the miracle of life. (Maureen Hawkins)


God sent children for another purpose that merely to keep up the race----
to enlarge our hearts;
and to make us unselfish and full of kindly symphaties and affections;
to give our souls higher aims;
to call out all our faculties to extended enterprises and exertion,
and to bring round our firesides bright faces,
happy smiles, and loving and tender hearts. (Mary Botham Howitt)
posted by infraternam meam @ 5:16 AM  
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