Heavenly Father

We enjoy the gift of your grace
All you ask of us is to be thankful for our blessings
Walk in your footsteps and give to those who are needy
Too often, we get caught up in the importance of our lives
We don’t realize that in silence many are suffering
The simple gift of listening and being a friend
Would be the bridge of kindness they need
To get them to the next day
Where God is waiting to heal whatever ails their hearts
God is love, I can still hear those words of my Aunty Talin
To her, there is no deeper truth than these words
On this day may his love fill the souls of all his children
Who are lost and in need of his love.

Jéan-Pierre, Dean
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5:37pm
12-9-06

(Written with thoughts of someone who recently lost her mother to cancer. God never gives us anything he knows we can’t handle. He is All Knowing.)