The crosses we make for ourselves –

Are imaginary like elves.

A restless anxiety as to the future

Isn’t a cross from God, but a suture.

The future is not yet ours & perhaps

never will be.

Let us worship silently, abide in peace.

His future, we shall see!

Think optimistically about your life,

trust your hopes, not fears,

It will save you many tears.

A pessimist is someone who

Believes when her cup runs over

She will need a mop.

When these thoughts come, she

            needs to make them stop.

Lord God, help us put You first

In everything we do, so your

light will shine through us & show

the world our need for You!

Troubles are only speed bumps

On the highway of life every day;

Let us slow down & God will renew

Our inward parts as we take time

            to pray!

Whether we are a light in a corner

            or on a hill,

Let our light shine & give to others

            a thrill!

Some November days maybe dreary,

Our moods can change. We feel weary.

God is still on the throne –

He says, “Go & cheer someone up,

            who is alone!”

By Lily Carreck Milljour