Authors: Helen Steiner Rice
Tags: #Poetry, #Subjects & Themes, #Inspirational & Religious
God did not promise sun without rain,
Light without darkness or joy without pain.
He only promised strength for the day
When the darkness comes and we lose our way …
For only through sorrow do we grow more aware
That God is our refuge in times of despair,
For when we are happy and life’s bright and fair,
We often forget to kneel down in prayer …
But God seems much closer and needed much more
When trouble and sorrow stand outside our door,
For then we seek shelter in His wondrous love,
And we ask him to send us help from above …
And that is the reason we know it is true
That bright, shining hours and dark, sad ones, too,
Are part of the plan God made for each one,
And all we can pray is “Thy will be done.”
And know that you are never alone
For God is your Father and you’re one of His own.
Cheerful thoughts like sunbeams
lighten up the darkest fears,
For when the heart is happy
there’s just no time for tears,
And when the face is smiling
it’s impossible to frown,
And when you are high-spirited
you cannot feel low-down …
For the nature of our attitudes
toward circumstantial things
Determines our acceptance of
the problems that life brings,
And since fear and dread and
worry cannot help in any way,
It’s much healthier and happier
to be cheerful every day …
And if you’ll only try it,
you will find, without a doubt,
A cheerful attitude’s something
no one should be without,
For when the heart is cheerful,
it cannot be filled with fear,
And without fear, the way ahead
seems more distinct and clear,
And we realize there’s nothing
that we must face alone,
For our heavenly Father loves us,
and our problems are His own.
Take nothing for granted, for whenever you do,
The joy of enjoying is lessened for you.
For we rob our own lives much more than we know
When we fail to respond or in any way show
Our thanks for the blessings that daily are ours—
The warmth of the sun, the fragrance of flowers,
The beauty of twilight, the freshness of dawn,
The coolness of dew on a green velvet lawn,
The kind little deeds so thoughtfully done,
The favors of friends and the love that someone
Unselfishly gives us in a myriad of ways,
Expecting no payment and no words of praise.
Oh, great is our loss when we no longer find
A thankful response to things of this kind.
For the joy of enjoying and the fullness of living
Are found in the heart that is filled with thanksgiving.
O God, our help in ages past,
our hope in years to be,
Look down upon this present and
see our need of Thee …
For in this age of unrest,
with danger all around,
We need Thy hand to lead
us to a higher, safer ground.
We need Thy help and counsel
to make us more aware
That our safety and security
lie solely in Thy care,
And so we pray this Christmas
to feel Thy presence near
And for Thy all-wise guidance
throughout the coming year.
First, give us understanding,
enough to make us kind,
So we may judge all people with
our hearts and not our minds.
Then give us strength and
courage to be honorable and true,
And place our trust implicitly
in unseen things and You …
And help us when we falter
and renew our faith each day
And forgive our human errors
and hear us when we pray,
And keep us gently humble
in the greatness of Thy love
So someday we are fit to dwell
with Thee in peace above.
Trouble is something no one can escape—
Everyone has it in some form or shape.
Some people hide it way down deep inside,
Some people bear it with gallant-like pride.
Some people worry and complain of their lot,
Some people covet what they haven’t got
While others rebel and become bitter and old
With hopes that are dead and hearts that are cold …
But the wise man accepts whatever God sends,
Willing to yield like a storm-tossed tree bends,
Knowing that God never made a mistake,
So whatever He sends they are willing to take …
For trouble is part and parcel of life,
And no man can grow without struggle or strife,
And the steep hills ahead and the high mountain peaks
Afford man at last the peace that he seeks …
So blessed are the people who learn to accept
The trouble men try to escape and reject,
For in accordance we’re given great grace
And courage and faith and strength to face
The daily troubles that come to us all,
So we may learn to stand straight and tall …
For the grandeur of life is born of defeat,
For in overcoming we make life complete.
Beyond that which words can
interpret or theology explain,
The soul feels a shower of refreshment
that falls like the gentle rain
On hearts that are parched with problems
and are searching to find the way
To somehow attract God’s attention
through well-chosen words as they pray,
Not knowing that God in His wisdom
can sense all man’s worry and woe,
For there is nothing man can conceal
that God does not already know …
So kneel in prayer in His presence
and you’ll find no need to speak,
For softly in quiet communion,
God grants you the peace that you seek.
Springtime is a season of hope and joy and cheer—
There’s beauty all around us to
see and touch and hear …
So no matter how downhearted
and discouraged we may be,
New hope is born when we
behold leaves budding on a tree
For this is just God saying,
“Lift up your eyes to Me,
And the bleakness of your spirit,
like the budding springtime tree,
Will lose its wintry darkness
and your heavy heart will sing.”
For God never sends the winter
without the joy of spring.