When you come here
May you know love,
And all your cares
Be put to rest.
When you arrive
May troubles cease
Find a place to stay.
When you visit here
May list’ning ears
Hear stories that
You need to tell.
May all disturbing things
Now be made well.
When you hang your hat
And stop to chat,
Please leave refreshed —
Prepared for battles
That are sure to come.
When you stop here
And stay awhile,
May your face then show
A quiet smile —
Knowing that you’ve been with friends
Who care and love until the end.
I had my head down for so long,
It takes training for me to lift it up.
My focus is off; My heart’s eyes myopic.
Learning from God is my only cure.
“For the joy set before him he endured,”
“He considered the fact that God is able,”
“Our light and momentary troubles,”
“Our slight afflictions,”
“The sufferings of this present time,”
“Not worth comparing with the glory.”
I don’t know how abuse, torture, rape, crucifixion,
Ridicule, mockery, calumny,
Beatings, shipwrecks, imprisonments and more,
Suffered by some,
Can be called “slight –”
But the glory, the joy, of heaven,
Must be far greater than anyone can imagine.