People say, what is the sense of our small effort? They cannot see that we must lay one brick at a time, take one step at a time. A pebble cast into a pond causes ripples that spread in all directions. Each one of our thoughts, words and deeds is like that. No one has a right to sit down and feel hopeless. There is too much work to do.
Dorothy Day
Prayer
Tired, weary
I sit, I rest
Rest in you
Let me not lose heart or hope
Another breath
Another moment
Another effort
To do what I can
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