A poem faxed to me by Pappy.
God knows what’s best for us
So why should we complain
We always want the sunshine
But He knows there must be rain
We always want the laughter
And the merriment of cheer
But our hearts will lose their tenderness
If we never shed a tear.
God tests us often
With suffering and with sorrow
He tests us not to punish us
But to help us meet tomorrow
For growing trees are strenghtened
If they withstand the storm
And the sharp cut of the chisel
Gave the marble grace and form
God tests us often
And for every pain He gives to us
Provided we’re patient
Is followed by rich gain
So whenever we are down
And whenever we feel that everything is going wrong
It is just God’s way
To make our spirit strong.
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