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Fathers are wonderful people
too little understood,
And we not sing their praises
as often as we should…
And Father struggles daily
to live up to “his image”
As protector and provider
and “hero of the scrimmage”…
And perhaps that is the reason
we sometimes get the notion
That Fathers are not subject
to the thing we call emotion,
But if you look inside Dad’s heart,
where no one else can see,
You’ll find he’s sentimental
and as “soft” as he can be…
Fathers are just wonderful
in a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
and accolades of praise,
For the only reason Dad aspires
to fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
and to bring them happiness…
And like our Our Heavenly Father,
he’s guardian and a guide,
Someone that we can count on
to be always on our side.
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| Author: Helen Steiner Rice |
Contributed by jahforme on Mar 11th, 2007
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He lived in a palace
on a mountain of gold,
Surrounded by riches
and wealth untold,
Priceless possessions
and treasures of art,
But he died alone
of a “Hungry Heart.”
For man cannot live
by bread alone,
No matter what
he may have or own…
For though he reaches
his earthly goal
He’ll waste away
with a “starving soul”!
But he who eats
of Holy Bread
Will always find
his spirit fed,
And even the poorest
of men can afford
To feast at the table
prepared by the Lord.
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| Author: Helen Steiner Rice |
Contributed by jahforme on Mar 11th, 2007
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"Heart Gifts"
It’s not the things that can be bought
that are life’s riches treasure,
It’s just the little “heart gifts”
that money cannot measure…
A cheerful smile, a friendly word,
A sympathetic nod
Are priceless little treasures
From the storehouse of our God…
They are the things that can’t be bought
with silver or with gold,
For thoughtfulness and kindness
and love are never sold…
They are the priceless things in life
for which no one can pay,
And the giver finds rich recompense
In GIVING THEM AWAY.
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| Author: Helen Steiner Rice |
Contributed by jahforme on Mar 11th, 2007
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We cannot all be famous
or be listed in “WHO’s WHO’s.”
But every person great or small
has important word to do.
For seldom do we realize
the importance of small deeds
Or to what degree of greatness
unnoticed kindness leads.
For it’s not the big celebrity
in a world of fame and praise.
But it’s doing unpretentiously
in undistinguished ways
The work that God assigned to us,
unimportant as it seems,
That makes our task outstanding
and brings reality to dreams-
So do not sit and idly wish
for wider, new dimensions
Where you can put in practice
your many “GOOD INTENTIONS”-
But at the spot God placed you
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| Author: Helen Steiner Rice |
Contributed by jahforme on Mar 11th, 2007
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A Mother’s love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away…
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even thought the heart is breaking…
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems…
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it stills remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation…
A many-splendored miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hands.
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| Author: Helen Steiner Rice |
Contributed by jahforme on Mar 11th, 2007
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