HEARTGIFTS

It’s not the things that can be bought

That are life’s richest treasure,

It’s just the little “ heartgifts”

That money cannot measure . . .

A cheerful smile, a friendly word,

A sympathetic nod

Are priceless little treasures

From the storehouse of our God. . .

They are the things that can’t be bought

With silver or with gold,

For thoughtfulness and kindness

And love are never sold . . .

They are priceless little things in life

For which no one can pay,

And the giver finds rich recompense

In Giving Them Away.

HELEN STEINER RICE

_{LITTLE THINGS}

_{He doesn’t find contentment}

_{Who seeks the wealth of kings}

_{For the greatest happiness of all}

_{Is found in little things…}

_{Little things like kittens’ fur}

_{And bread right from the oven}

_{Or little pups with big brown eyes,}

_{Or children who need lovin’}

_{Or cozy spots on rainy days}

_{Or helping someone out}

_{Or sitting down and wondering}

_{What life is all about…}

_{A perfect rose – all fresh with dew,}

_{The first spring daffodil –}

_{Yes little things sure mean a lot}

_{And guess they always will.}

_{But it seems the very nicest}

_{Of all the little things}

_{Is our special kind of friendship}

_{And the happiness it brings.}

OUR CROSS BECOMES A CROWN

We all have days that are dismal and dreary

And we feel sort of blue and lonely and weary,

But we have to admit that life is worth living

And God gives us reasons for daily thanksgiving…

For each trial we suffer and every shed tear

Just gives us new strength to persevere

As we climb steep hills along life’s way

That lead us at last to that wonderful day

Where the cross we have carried becomes a crown

And at last we can lay our burden down!