MY RESTING PLACE

Jesus is my resting place,

He is my good shepherd that leads me to my resting place,

He is my shepherd that makes me lie down in green pastures,

He comforts me with his rod and staff and protects me in the pastures.

He leads me where the still waters flow—

He is so kind and gentle I know,

Because He speaks to me in a kind, gentle voice—

That I would know even if I got lost.

When I grow weary I can lean on him,

He never forsakes me even whe I’m not thinking of him.

Jesus sticketh closer than a brother,

The Bible tells me Jesus is my elder brother

The Bible tells me that I am a joint heir with him

when I get born again.

By Dorothy T. Donaldson

THE GIFT

To give a Gift of Love to other people

Makes me the happiest of anything I do.

It expands my world—-

It fills my heart with a feeling of Purpose and Joy

And the awareness

That nothing is an accident.

You and I have been put here

(Precisely where we are and precisely now)

For reasons that are very significant

And when I catch even a glimpse

Of that significance —–

Sparkling in the eyes of someone I

I have given to —-

The Whole World comes Alive for me

And I want to Laugh and Sing and

“Shout Hurray”!!

And at that moment in my heart

Everything makes Sense!