Poem by Helen Steiner Rice

The stairway rises heaven high, 
The steps are dark and steep,
In weariness we climb them
As we stumble, fall and weep,
                
And many times we falter
Along the path of prayer,
Wondering if You hear us
And if You really care,
                
Oh, give us some assurance,
Restore our faith anew,
So we can keep on climbing
The stairs of prayer to You,
                
For we are weak and wavering,
Uncertain and unsure,
And only meeting You in prayer
Can help us to endure
                
All life's trials and troubles,
Its sickness, pain and sorrow,
And give us strength and courage
To face and meet tomorrow!
                
Helen Steiner Rice
 

He Who began a good work in you will perfect it 
until the day of Jesus Christ.  
Philippians 1:6

Forget the past and reach FORWARD
Phillippians 3:13

Don't worry
Be Grateful
Receive Peace
Think good thoughts
Focus on the positive

Phillippians 4:4-9






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