Without The Sad

Without the sad, Lord would the glad mean so much to me,
would I appreciate the positive things that happen to be?

Would I appreciate the warmth the sun can give,
if there weren't some cold through which I had to live?

Would I count it a blessing to sit at a meal,
if hunger were something I never had to feel?

Could I know the joy of being loved by you,
if rejection in my life had not happened too?

Would the fellowship of another hold the same glow,
if utter loneliness were something I didn't know?

Would I appreciate the joy of walking across the floor,
if I hadn't once lost it, though not forevermore?

How could I appreciate being forgiven of sin,
if I hadn't peeked at Hell and almost fallen in?

How could resisting temptation mean anything to me,
if never giving in had been my reality?

Without the sad, the glad would be such a big waste,
thank you Father for giving me some of each to taste.
by Barbara Philbrook

Life's Simple Things

Life's simple things mean so much to me,
they lift one's heart and spirits so abundantly.

The smile of a child can make your spirits soar,
making you spend time trying to induce some more.

A thank you from the recipient of a favor,
it's not what you did but their joy that you savor.

A warm hug as you greet a well loved friend,
knowing this is someone on whom you can depend.

The song of the birds early in the morning light,
give each new day such a aura of pure delight.

Making a gift for another and seeing their obvious glee,
knowing that happiness is caused by me.

A call from a loved one to inquire if you are all right,
knowing we're thought of even though out of sight.

Introducing another to our Savior above,
seeing them accept His grace and love.

Life's simple things yet they mean so very much,
because they bring happiness to everyone they touch.
by Barbara Philbrook

What I Shall Savor

Going home for eternity has been on my mind,
and what I shall savor is a surprise I now find.

I used to think when I get home there is much I'd
want to forget,
but I now realize that is something I'd regret.

You see I've lived many days in agony and pain,
and once thought when I got home, I'd never want to
remember that again.

But I have come to the startling conclusion,
that I was living in a mistaken illusion.

You see I have this blessing I hadn't stop to count,
I have extra reason to praise God an even greater amount.

There are people who have never had to pray,
to have the strength to get through a particular day.

There are some who have never had a day with pain in it,
who never needed God's strength to get through minute
by minute.

Some who don't know what it is not to function normally,
who have never had to depend on others entirely.

What a joy to remember when we are home at last,
to be able to praise God that it is all in the past.

To be able to share with the heavenly host,
that God provided for me when I needed Him the most.

To be able to explain and convey,
how God got me through my most excruciating day.

Something not every person will be able to tell,
I know it's His praises I'll constantly want to yell.

Yes what I shall savor and praise throughout eternity,
is how how my God strengthened and cared for me.
by Barbara Philbrook

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