There are the days that challenge our mind
Far worst are the days that challenge our soul
As God knows the very number of hairs on our head
He knows what our heart holds
We may stumble in speech
And movement of hands
Eyes that dart wildly
And pain that takes our breath away
But that mustard seed
We have in our hearts
Even though its care we neglect
There it grows
Planted by a parent,or a stranger
Or a gift from a friend
There it grows
Telling us....DON'T GIVE UP
DON'T GIVE IN
God tends to this seed
Tempered like the finest sword Archangel Gabriel holds
And faith so strong it rivals Job's
If today you loose the battle, you remember......
I promise....you will never lose your way.


Had a rough weekend...for all of us
Caroljean