Meditations of My Heart

MY LIFE

I’ve lived through this life and its trials

With many a hardship and care;

But with always a hope in the future,

A spot up in heaven I’d share.

I’ve done many things I’m ashamed of;

It’s the human side of my life,

But where there is life there is weakness

In this world of turmoil and strife.

I’ve done what I could for my family;

I gave them the best that I had;

But at times I feel that I failed them,

And it always makes me feel sad.

I haven’t set the example

That God intended I should;

I haven’t drawn their attention

Enough to things that were good.

As my whole life passes before me

With both the good and the bad,

It’s the times I’ve spent with my family

Were the best I ever have had..

It’s the times I’ve spent with my children

That can never be taken away,

Nor the memory of love and affection

They found in their hearts to display.

They’ve brought me a wee bit of Heaven

Right down here on the earth.

They’ve helped me over the rough spots

With their sunshine, laughter and mirth.

They’ve softened my heart with their kindness

And lightened the load I must bear.

They’ve always thought of my comfort

And loved me more than my share.

So when the voice of the Master

Shall call back this life that He gave,

The worshipful love of my children

Will follow me into my grave.

I know that what e’er befalls me;

Wherever I’m destined to go;

The times I have spent with my children

Will be part of my Heaven, I know.

Your loving Dad

YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW

We can’t relive our yesterdays

While passing through life’s way.

We can’t undo the things we’ve done;

Take back the things we say.

We can’t take back the pain we’ve caused

By malicious, thoughtless talk.

We cannot fill the footprints

Of others as they walk.

But we can improve upon our thoughts

And on the things we say.

We can make sure we don’t malign

Some poor lost soul today.

We can try to go throughout today

Without an evil thought.

We can keep our minds from going astray

With all the will we’ve got.

We can govern our tomorrows

And keep our conscience clear.

We can spend more of our tomorrows

In spreading love and cheer.

We’ll find that life’s more pleasant

In this world of grief and strife,

If we share our lot with others

As we wind our way through life.

We’ll find there’s far more pleasure

In the course of doing good,

And if live our lives in the pattern

That we think that others should.

FOUR SEASONS

Spring, with its sunshine and its rain

Will start the flowers growing again.

The earth will respond to the warmth from the sun

And finish the work that nature’s begun.

All nature will welcome the increase in light

To shorten the gloomy darkness of night.

All life will start its cycle anew,

When the world bids the cold winter adieu.

There will be work and toil as before;

There’ll be spring cleaning and scrubbing the floor.

Then summer will come with its picnics and play,

And we’ll hate to retire at the end of the day.

The beach will be crowded for a place in the sun,

And the young and old will frolic as one.

The sun will turn people the color of gold,

And bring one pleasure and romance untold.

Next will come fall with its frost-laden morn,

With its vivid colors the trees to adorn.

The air will be tangy and pleasant to breathe,

One of the assets that nature bequeaths.

The children start school and mothers relax

From waiting on kids and getting them snacks.

With winter coming there’s much more to do

Before fall housecleaning and canning is through.

Now will come winter with its snowstorms and sleet,

Its slipping, sliding and freezing of feet.

There’ll be shoveling of snow from the driveway and walk

Disrupted by neighbors stopping to talk.

Of all of the beauties the seasons unfold,

The winter’s white snow is a sight to behold.

There’ll be snow-sledding and skiing that gives one such fun.

We’ll be kind of sorry that winter is done.

We must learn to accept the bad with the good

And continue to live as we think others should.

Afflictions and pleasures will temper our will

And help us each our goals to fulfill.

We can rest assured the seasons will change;

It’s nothing we can help or rearrange.

So be prepared to be at our best;

It’s the everyday living that gives us the test.

CYCLORAMA

When one beholds the glory of the evening sky

Reflected in the setting sun,

We must believe there is a God

That rules the elements and the universe.

Only One omnipotent could create such infinite beauty.

Only He could originate the array of colors

That are beyond the scope of human comprehension.

Only He could conceive the diversity of shades and tints

In that matchless, ethereal cyclorama.