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PRAYER THOUGHTS My mouth has not the words, Oh God, My brain has not the store Of all the phrases that I need To praise you more and more. My efforts seem so feeble, Lord. And I have a wandering mind. I'm often filled with doubts and fears, I forget you are so kind. My "thank-yous" are so very weak, There's a tendancy to forget To tell You what you mean to me And how my needs You've met. But I know you always listen With an understanding ear. So I come again to talk to you In this time I hold so dear. |
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GOD'S GIFT OF RAIN I should not complain on a rainy day. I should take some time to think. What would the world be like without rain? What would I eat? What would I drink? Nothing would be clean including me. And I can't imagine how bad I'd st---! |
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TWO CHOICES I can be happy with what I have OR I can be unhappy with what I wish I had | ||
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