Some years ago, as I was talking with my dad one day, I suddenly asked him, “If it were possible to boil it all down to a single statement, what would be some great words to live by?” I had always been impressed with his wisdom. He thought for several minutes, and then quoted the last stanza of “Christ My Refuge,” a poem by Mary Baker Eddy: My prayer, some daily good to do To Thine, for Thee; An offering pure of Love, whereto God leadeth me.
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