I’ve
had another hectic week. The children are gone again, but I’m still chamfering Roland
around after his knee surgery. So instead of writing an original post, I’m
copying a poem by one of my favorite poets. “What God Hath Promised” by Annie
Johnson Flint reminds us that God will be with us throughout the coming year.
What God Hath Promised
God hath not
promised skies always blue
Flower-strewn
pathways all our lives through;
God hath not
promised sun without rain,
Joy without
sorrow, peace without pain.
God hath not
promised we shall not know
Toil and temptation,
trouble and woe;
He hath not told
us we shall not bear
Many a burden,
many a care.
God hath not
promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy
travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain rocky
and steep,
Never a river
turbid and deep.
But God hath
promised strength for the day,
Rest for the
labor, light for the way;
Grace for the
trials, help from above;
Unfailing
sympathy, undying love.
By Annie Johnson
Flint
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