The Cold Within
author unknown
Six humans trapped by happenstance
in black and bitter cold
Each possessed a stick of wood,
Or so the story's told.
Their dying fire in need of logs,
the first woman held hers back
For on the faces around the fire
She noticed one was black.
The next man looking 'cross the way
Saw one not of his church
And couldn't bring himself to give
The fire his stick of birch.
The third one sat in tattered clothes
He gave his coat a hitch,
Why should his log be put to use
To warm the idle rich?
The rich man just sat back and thought
Of the wealth he had in store,
And how to keep what he had earned
From the lazy, shiftless poor.
The black man's face bespoke revenge
As the fire passed from his sight,
For all he saw in his stick of wood
Was a chance to spite the white.
And the last man of this forlorn group
Did naught except for gain,
Giving only to those who gave
Was how he played the game.
The logs held tight in death's stilled hands
Was proof of human sin,
They didn't die from the cold without,
They died from the cold within.
The Difference
author unknown
I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
"Why doesn't God help me?"
I wondered.
He answered, "You didn't ask",
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on gray and bleak
I wondered why God didn't show me,
He said, "But you didn't seek".
I tried to come into God's presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child, you didn't knock".
I woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I had to take time to pray.
The Great Invocation
author unknown
From the point of Light
within the Mind of God
Let light stream forth into
the minds of men.
Let Light descend on Earth.
From the point of Love
within the Heart of God
Let love stream forth into
the hearts of men.
May Christ return to Earth.
From the centre where the
Will of God is known
Let purpose guide the little
wills of men ....
The purpose which the Masters know and serve.
From the centre which we
call the race of men
Let the Plan of Love and
Light work out
And may it seal the door
where evil dwells
Let Light and Love and
Power restore the Plan on Earth.
Pathway Of Pain
author unknown
If my days were untroubled and my heart always light,
would I seek that fair land where there is no night?
If I never grew weary with the weight of my load,
would I search for God's peace at the end of the road?
If I never knew sickness and never felt pain,
would I search for a hand to help and sustain?
If I walked without sorrow and lived without loss,
would my soul seek solace at the foot of the cross?
If all I desired was mine day by day,
would I kneel before God and earnestly pray?
If God sent no winter to freeze me with fear,
would I yearn for the warmth of spring every year?
I ask myself these and the answer is plain,
if my life were pleasure and I never knew pain-
I'd seek God less often and need Him much less,
for God is sought more often in times of distress.
And no one knows God or sees Him as plain-
as those who have met Him on the "Pathway of Pain."
Travelling On My Knees
author unknown
Last night I took a journey
to a land across the seas;
I did not go by boat or plane,
I travelled on my knees
I saw many people there
In deepest depths of sin,
But Jesus told me I should go,
That there were souls to win.
But I said," Jesus, I cannot go
And work with such as these."
He answered quickly," Yes, you can
By travelling on your knees."
He said, "You pray; I'll meet the need,
You call and I will hear;
Be concerned about lost souls,
Of those both far and near."
And so I tried, knelt in prayer,
Gave up some hours of ease;
I felt the Lord right by my side
While travelling on my knees.
As I prayed on and saw souls saved
And twisted bodies healed,
And saw God's workers' strength renewed
While labouring on the field.
I said, Yes, Lord, I have a job,
My desire Thy Will to please;
I can go and heed Thy call
By travelling on my knees."
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