I walked a mile with Pleasure;She chatted all the way;But left me none the wiserFor all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow;And ne’er a word said she;But, oh! The things I learned from her,When Sorrow walked with me. Robert Browning Hamilton This compact and impactful poem leaves little to be discussed. …
Through the LORD’s mercies we are not consumed,Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning;Great is Your faithfulness.“The LORD is my portion,” says my soul,“Therefore I hope in Him!” Lamentations 3:22-24 I love early mornings. Granted, I was up about an hour and a half earlier than I typically like to wake, but …
Madelyn Rose Craig 