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I have desired to go Where springs not fail, To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail And a few lilies blow.
And I have asked to be Where no storms come, Where the green swell is in the havens dumb, And out of the swing of the sea.
Heaven--Haven: A Nun Takes The Veil
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We may not be nuns, but we can still learn to progressively consecrate our lives to God and find more of the heaven-haven of the nun.-
Chaplain Richard Kirby