[gusopol3]

As I said those words, I felt the loneliness and hopelessness of people who had nowhere to turn, and my eyes filled with tears. I broke down sobbing. This was not planned at all, but the power of that prayer, the realization that our Father in heaven is there to help the hopeless had reduced me to tears.

I was just looking at the second verse of O Holy Night in church this morning:

In all our trials born to be our Friend! He knows our need—to our weakness is no stranger. Behold your King; before Him lowly bend! Behold your King; before Him lowly bend!

[Marysecretary]

That’s one of my very favorite songs to sing. Everything about it is special and beautiful.