All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. ~Anatole France
In Every Change, Faithful
Be still, my soul! The Lord is on thy side; bear patiently the cross of grief or pain; leave to thy God to order and provide; in every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul! Thy best, thy heavenly Friend through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul! Thy God doth undertake to guide the future as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; all now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul! The waves and winds still know His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
Be still, my soul! The hour is hastening on when we shall be forever with the Lord. When disappointment, grief and fear are gone, sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul! When change and tears are past, all safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
~Katharina Von Schlegel (1697-1768) Translated into English by Jane Borthwick (1813-1897)
Photograph of skies over Northern California before an unexpected, violent summer storm.
