I wish I could claim this as my own, for I think it is beautiful and true—two things I strive for in my writing—but the credit goes to an anonymous poet.
I asked for strength
and God gave me difficulties to make me strong.
I asked for wisdom
and God gave me problems to solve.
I asked for prosperity
and God gave me brawn and brain to work.
I asked for courage
and God gave me dangers to overcome.
I asked for love
and God gave me troubled people to help...
My prayers were answered.
In a Nutshell...
- Gwen
- You break; I help fix you (PTA). Of course, I document the whole process in pictures (photographer) and then do a dance about it which you may or may not understand (modern dancer). That's me in a nutshell! (And that's me in my flapper costume for Halloween, in case you were curious).
1 comment:
Amen, my friend. We ask for simple trinkets, and he gives us the richest treasures. What a good God, to choose to make us even more than we asked to be.
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