Showing posts with label creed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creed. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 10, 2019

A Giant Leap in the Right Direction




Today, if we would be the way God wishes us to be
Let’s try to be a little kinder to our fellowman
Where fundamental need is kindred whether we agree
On how or what should be done when; let’s do the best we can
To do to others as we would that they would do to us
And not fuss, fret or fume because of difference in style
But simply love each other with the kindness of Jesus
Instead of criticism let’s encourage more, and smile
Let’s be content instead of lament and jealousy-cursed
Instead of rude impatience let’s be more gracious and meek
Instead of me-me-me let’s put the need of others first
And oh, let’s think a little more before we simply speak

© Janet Martin

Thursday, May 16, 2019

Creed For Courage


 Ir's not our imagination! according to Who STOLE Ontario's sunshine? Shocking stats, here 
since November we have had unusually less sunshine!
 So we are delighting in the colour of this dawn's awning 😊

 ...but, no matter the color of the canvas, no matter the season
we have plenty of reason to take Courage!



To think enough of self to know we have something to offer
To recognize the heart and mind will spill what fills its coffer
To show through word and deed the seed we nurture, briefly hidden
For what we think becomes the ink with which our lives are written

To learn from our mistakes then leave behind vain accusation
This day the Lord has made is cause for humble celebration
Forbid that we ignore the gift that streams from Mercy’s pardon
To unfold moments rife with life like buds unfold a garden

To rise and shine and count more than the woe that hurts and hounds us
To let God’s divine love and grace encourage and confound us
To make the most of what we have He grants before echoes replace it
And thank Him for whatever comes because He helps us face it

To turn the other cheek and speak words worthy of their flower
And to forget to fret about those things beyond our power
To sense within the groan and grin that here and now composes
Reason to twirl-spin, take a bow and stop to smell the roses

© Janet Martin