Here's a poem my dear friends have sent me:







Although things are not perfect Because of trial or pain



Continue in thanksgiving



Do not begin to blame Even when the times are hard



Fierce winds are bound to blow



God is forever able

Hold on to what you know

Imagine life without His love

J oy would cease to be ...

Keep thanking Him for all the things Love imparts to thee

Move out of "Camp Complaining"

No weapon that is known On earth can yield the power Praise can do alone

Quit looking at the future

Redeem the time at hand

Start every day with worship To "thank" is a command

Until we see Him coming

Victorious in the sky

We'll run the race with gratitude exalting God most high

Yes, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but... Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!

"I AM Too blessed to be stressed!"

The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor.

The one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything.

Love and peace be with you forever, Amen.