Love & Forgiveness
A little boy, being asked what forgiveness is, gave the beautiful answer: "It is the fragrance that flowers breathe when they are trampled upon."
Kind hearts are the gardens,
Kind thoughts are the roots,
Kind words are the flowers,
Kind deeds are the fruits.
Take care of your garden,
And keep out the weeds;
Fill it up with sunshine,
Kind words and kind deeds.
Oh God, when I am wrong, make me easy to change, and when I am right, make me easy to live with!
Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
This day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a friendly word for you?
Can you say tonight in passing with the days that slipped so fast,
That you helped a single person, of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said?
Does one whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you waste the day, or lose it"
Was it well or poorly spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness
Or a scar of discontent?
There is no exercise better for the heart than reaching down and lifting people up.
Oh, it's just the little, homely things,
The unobtrusive, friendly things,
The "Won't-you-let-me-help-you" things
That make the pathway light.
And it's just the jolly, joking things,
The "Laugh-with-me-it's-funny" things,
The "Never-mind-the-trouble" things
That make our world seem bright.
For all the countless, famous things,
The wondrous, record-breaking things,
Those "Never-can-be-equalled" things
That all the papers cite,
Can't match the little, human things,
The "Just-because-I-love-you" things,
Those "Oh-it's-simply-nothing" things,
That make us happy, quite.
So here's to all the little things,
The every-day-encountered things,
The "Smile-and-face-you-trouble" things,
"Trust God to put it right,"
The "Done-and-then-forgotten" things,
The "Can't-you-see-I-love-you" things,
The hearty "I-am-with-you!" things
That make life worth the fight.
Duty makes us do things well, but love makes us do them beautifully.
Make me an instrument of Your peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow love,
Where there is injury, pardon,
Where there is doubt, faith,
Where there is despair, hope,
Where there is darkness, light,
And where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love,
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
It is not so much what you say,
As the manner in which you say it;
It is not so much the language you use
As the tones you use to convey it.
For words come from the mind,
And grow by study and art;
But tones leap forth from the inner self
And reveal the state of the heart.
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16
He that loveth Me shall be loved of My Father, & I will love him, & will manifest Myself to him. John 14:21
Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God. 1John 4:11