A friend of mine's Grandmother wrote this poem. I have some friends going through some tough times right now & honestly, We could all take these words to heart. Everybody has "those days".
Hills Are For Climbing
I never learned a lesson from the valleys of my days
Where all was peace and drowsiness and safety from the frays
But, oh, the hills I had to climb
To make my dreams come true
Refined my spirit, gave it wings, and taught it patience too.
For God who knows us each the best
Has also perfect timing
For my own good, He gave me hills
And strength to do the climbing.
Hills Are For Climbing
I never learned a lesson from the valleys of my days
Where all was peace and drowsiness and safety from the frays
But, oh, the hills I had to climb
To make my dreams come true
Refined my spirit, gave it wings, and taught it patience too.
For God who knows us each the best
Has also perfect timing
For my own good, He gave me hills
And strength to do the climbing.
2 comments:
Its a great poem!
Wow... that is great!
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