It's raining again today. My first thought was to get depressed. Then I thought of this poem.
God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways all our lives through;
God has not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.
But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.
God hath not promised we shall not know
Toil and temptation, trouble and woe;
He hath not told us we shall not bear
Many a burden, many a care.
God hat not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountian rocky and steep,
Never a river turbid and deep.
by Annie J. Flint, 1919
Wow! I feel better already. I read of an old Arab proverb that says, "All sunshine doth a desert make." Have a great day. JW
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Sorry the rain isn't to your liking. We haven't seen any rain since before we hit Omaha. (Can't say as I've missed it... taking dogs outside is no fun in the rain.) But we all know the rain brings good things later. Just like those "light and momentary troubles" Paul talked about.
Wish we could have spent more time with you all as well. Maybe on another trip.
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