by Lucy M. Young
Dear Lord, I thank You for my lovely garden.
I thank You for my sister's help in planting it,
And for the strength You've given me to tend it.
I thank You, too, for sending wind and rain
To nurture it, and make it grow abundantly.
Lord, grant that I may share with others
The bounty of my harvest;
For sharing makes the fruit taste so much sweeter,
And satisfies the soul.
by Lucy M. Young
'Twas only yesterday, it seems, He brought me dandelions, buttercups, and daisies - Short stems clutched tightly in his chubby, little hand. So many years have passed since yesterday - But a bit of that small boy still remains; Today he brought me one small perfect flower. I pressed it in my Bible. photo by Noah Boyer on Unsplash
by Lucy M. Young
Dear Lord, help us keep Christmas in our hearts
All through this fresh new year,
And show us how to do our part
To bring an end to famine, war and pestilence.
Help us all, each in his own way,
To share whatever we may have to give -
Our love, a helping hand, a cheerful smile,
A cup of tea, a hug, a phone call to a lonely neighbor,
A cookie or an apple to a little child.
Lead us, Lord, that we may be your true disciples
In our homes, our neighborhood, our country;
Living your Word, sharing your love wherever we may go;
Extending the hand of brotherhood to every race and creed.
Let peace and harmony, good will and hope,
Go out from our small corner
To spread throughout a saddened suffering world.
photo by Robin Noguier on Unsplash
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