Sunday, May 24, 2009

Sing Praises

I've had a lovely day working in the gardens around my home. The sun was shining with no winds to bother me and the temperature was perfect. My husband and I pulled weeds for several hours and there is still much more to do, but we'll have to leave that for another day. After the sedentary winter I've had, my muscles are feeling a little tired and worn out. Still, the garden looks so much better than it did before. It was well worth it.

Though I cannot sing in tune
and I wander off the key,
it's clear that singing gives me joy
when I sing happily.
Still, it doesn't matter how I sing
God loves to hear my praise.
It's a loving heart that speaks to him.
Not the melody I raise.

Monday, May 4, 2009

God Made Bodies for Work

There are some days that I wish the day could be longer. And there are other days I can hardly wait until it's over. I try to remember that there are no prizes to be won for all my efforts, just a sense of satisfaction at the end of the day. Even better when I give all my concerns to God and do it for his honor the day will turn out great. Here's a thought about work.

God made feet for walking, my father had said.
And eyes to see with, near the top of each head.
He gave each a mouth for talking and drinking
And a brain to help, do all our thinking.

God made our bodies to be used each day
Like muscles and tendons in a splendid way.
Without any effort, our cheeks turn pale
Our strength grows weak and our joy turns stale.

Our rest will be sweeter at the end of the day
When our labor is done in a cheerful way.
And when old age comes to each one at last
None will regret the toils from the past.