Came away from church yesterday feeling inferior and "less than". We went for a walk - our Sunday walks are more slow and leisurely - trying to maintain the proper Sunday spirit. Saw three deer - and that was fun. And helped my mood a bit.
But it wasn't until we listened to the choir broadcast and they sang one of my favorite songs that I felt what I'd hoped for the whole day. I love the words to this, makes me want to do better.
And these are the lyrics as close as I can get:
I would be true, for there are those who trust me;
I would be pure, for there are those who care;
I would be strong, for there is much to suffer;
I would be brave, for there is much to dare.
I would be friend of all, the foe, the friendless;
I would be giving and forget the gift; I would be humble, for I know my weakness;
I would look up and laugh and love and lift.
I would be meek in bearing other’s burdens;
I would be soft toward sorrows not my own;
I would be swift to love and serve my neighbor;
I would be kind, for many weep alone.
I would be prayerful through each busy moment;
I would be constant in my touch with God;
I would be tuned to hear His slightest whisper, I would have faith to keep the path Christ trod.
First thing this morning I had need for repentance. I'm still trying to be a better person.
So grateful today that The Husband didn't hit the three deer that decided to cross the busy road smack in front of us. I shudder to think of the results had we hit them.

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