Muse

The girls have poetry at the back of their vocabulary books and I saw this one by Oliver Wendall Holmes I wanted to share with y'all.

O Love Divine, that stooped to share, Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On Thee we cast each earth-born care, We smile at pain while Thou art near!

Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crwon each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near!

When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, Shall softly tell us, Thou art near!

On Thee we filng our burdening woe, O Love Divine, forever dear, Content to suffer while we know Living and dyring Thou art near!

I just thought it was beautiful. It is hard living a life for Christ. Leaving your home and family and friends but it is the least I can do.  There are days when I complain to God and cry because I miss my family and my home but He is ALWAYS faithful and comforts me very quickly. Y'all please pray that I will be invovled some way in the ministry here. Whether it be with working with the teenagers or ministring at the women's prison. (Ilya mentioned taking me to share my testimony). Thank you so much for your support in everything!!!!!