DECEMBER 2nd
It's lovely to pray,
Or rather talk nicely to You,
For you know all about me,
Everything I do;
Just to say 'God I love You,'
And thank you for what I've got,
And when I think about it,
I have got rather a lot.
“The self is hidden in the hearts of all, as butter lies hidden in cream." SHVETESHVATARA UPANISHAD.
I have travelled on the Circle Line,
And also Piccadilly,
My life was going round and round,
My mind was going silly;
But then I saw the Central Line,
That leads straight to your heart,
That's the best journey God,
May we never again be apart.
"Lovely snowflakes. Each one falls in the appropriate place." ZEN SAYING.
Dearest lovely God,
May I always do my best,
Planting seeds of joy,
Whatever may be the harvest;
May I do my bit,
Always with a smile,
Realising Your the real harvester,
As I travel every mile.
"God's hand is always there; once you grasp it, you'll never want to let it go." ANONYMOUS.
I have a lovely dog,
Who with happiness wags his tail,
When I think of God's love,
Words to describe His beauty fail;
It is a joy in my heart,
Impossible to describe,
A beautiful inner presence,
That makes me glad that I'm alive.
"It is part of the cure to wish to be cured." SENECA.