On the bulletin board in my kitchen, there's a little poem that's been there for as long as I can remember. A few years ago my mom got me to retype it, as it was so old and so punctured by thumbtacks that it was falling apart. I typed it to be exactly the same as it had been before, down to the little picture of the Trinity that was beside it, and I thought it was appropriate to share here.
God has not promised skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways all our life through.
God has not promised sun without rain,
Day without sorrow; peace without pain.
But God has promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labour, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.
~Godspede
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