I Will Commit Not The

The Slaughterhouse Of Failure Is Not My Destiny.

You Never Know What Events Are Going To Transpire To Get You Home.

Green Grass Grows Where Dry Desert Ends.

Never Will I Pray For The Material Things Of The World. I Am Not Calling To A Servant To Bring Me Food. I Am Not Ordering An Innkeeper To Provide Me With Room. Never Will I Seek Delivery Of Gold, Love, Good Health, Petty Victories, Fame, Success, Or Happiness. Only For Guidance Will I Pray, That I May Be Shown The Way To Acquire These Things, And My Prayer Will Always Be Answered.

If I Must Be A Slave To Habit Let Me Be A Slave To Good Habits.