Pity The Married Couple Who Expect Too

Dear God, I Prayed, All Unafraid (as We're Inclined To Do), I Do Not Need A Handsome Man But Let Him Be Like You; I Do Not Need One Big And Strong Nor Yet So Very Tall, Nor Need He Be Some Genius, Or Wealthy, Lord, At All; But Let His Head Be High, Dear God, And Let His Eye Be Clear, His Shoulders Straight, Whate'er His State, Whate'er His Earthly Sphere; And Let His Face Have Character, A Ruggedness If Soul, And Let His Whole Life Show, Dear God, A Singleness Of Goal; Then When He Comes (as He Will Come) With Quiet Eyes Aglow, I'll Understand That He's The Man I Prayed For Long Ago.

Death - Death Can Be Faced, Dealt With, Adjusted To, Outlived. It's The Not Knowing That Destroys Interminably... This Being Suspended In Suspense; Waiting - Weightless, How Does One Face The Faceless, Adjust To Nothing? Waiting Implies Something To Wait For. Is There? There Is One. One Who Knows... I Rest My Soul On That.

Temptation And Testing (or A Trial) Are Two Sides Of The Same Coin. Satan Uses An Occasion Or A Person To Tempt Us To Fall; God Uses The Same To Try Us And Make Us Stronger.

If I Marry: He Must Be So Tall That When He Is On His Knees, As One Has Said He Reaches All The Way To Heaven. His Shoulders Must Be Broad Enough To Bear The Burden Of A Family. His Lips Must Be Strong Enough To Smile, Firm Enough To Say No, And Tender Enough To Kiss. Love Must Be So Deep That It Takes Its Stand In Christ And So Wide That It Takes The Whole Lost World In. He Must Be Active Enough To Save Souls. He Must Be Big Enough To Be Gentle And Great Enough To Be Thoughtful. His Arms Must Be Strong Enough To Carry A Little Child.

Take All Away. I Am Content To Know Such Love Is Mine-for Life Is All Too Brief To Grieve For Pleasures Bringing Only Grief; Give Me But You; It Is Enough Just So.