"Children of God, we are not without something of God's creative spirit in our hearts. The power is there to separate the light from the darkness within us, and to set in the fires of the soul, lights to guide and gladden us for every season of life, power to make the very leaves and grass green beneath our feet, and to bring happiness into existence around our path, and power to mold the clay of our earthly nature into the likeness of God. But sometimes we are forced into quietude, in pauses of exhaustion or of grief: stretched upon the bed of pain, before we are able to hear the Spirit within."  Author unknown