Inspirational verse submitted by readers.
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He was only a little lad With a morsel of fish and bread, But he promptly gave what he had. He was only a little lad, But multitudes, waiting, were fed When the Master's blessing was said.
How late you are in coming, little son; See how the shadows lengthen in the street. Where have you been? All day, my mother, I was with the Master.
Mine is the beauty of the sparkling spheres, As I encompass them within my thought. Mine is the wonder of the ageless years Which prove the mortal sense of life is nought.
I Prayed that You would show the way, That I might walk Your paths each day. I asked for courage, wisdom, love, And patience too.
So quiet was the scene that day When Jesus walked beside the sea, His voice rang out; they heard him say Those words of challenge, "Follow me. " They straightway tossed their nets aside; They left their ships.
To John alone that tender name was given. Was it because he early recognized The high, pure nature Of his holy friend? Was it, perhaps, because John clearly saw That all the Master's thoughts Were thoughts of Love? We read John's record Of those distant days When Jesus taught deep lessons To the twelve.
I know now That angel thoughts are near. I used to wonder if the testing time might come And the letter—yes, but not the spirit—appear.
You say your birthday is today. Are you Believing then that man has mortal birth, That Life is measured by the numbered years? Have we not gained a higher sense of man? Amid far western forest grandeur stand Tremendous trees—sequoias they are called— So old that some date back to Bible times.
It was the time for giving in the temple, The time for casting money into the treasury, And I, with no one to provide for me, Had in my pocket only two small mites, A farthing which should buy me bread. But when I thought of how much I loved God, I wished to give all that I could to help.
"Home is where the heart is," said a knowing One. But, oh, make sure the heart is placed Aright—where there is room for broadcast sowing Of much kindness and good cheer.