Daily Bread

The hollow of my heart is small, A tear can overflow it, Yet, love can fill its vital parts and wholly never show it.
You cannot hold it in your hand, know whence it comes or goes. tears can whelm the smallest heart.. from love- it grows and grows
Buried deep within the soul, huge wells of cradled wealth, for what we give we gather in- love multiplies itself.
Just what we feel and what we share we keep it not alone. The greater love we give away comes back into our own

It may be just a trifling bit that you may have to give, but give it, for to somone else it mat mean hope to live!
Give what you can, although it may seem too small to bestow.
No gift is measured by its size, How well the needy know! A wise man said, " The only wealth we have is what we share" Then give. who knows, your gift may be an answer to a prayer!

You were born to be a winner, There's no way you can lose, you just hang in there and whistle, when you're bothered by the blues.
When a best friend disappoints you, and you crying deep inside, you just somehow grin and bear it and your heartaches always hide.
You don't run to catch the rainbow, but the pot of gold you find, when you stop to smell the roses, you're a winner, every time

Whatever our problems, troubles, and sorrows, if we trust in the Lord, there'll be brighter tomorrows,for there's nothing too much for the great God to do, and all that He ask or expects from you is faith that unshaken by tribulations and tears that keeps growing and stronger along with the years, content in the knowledge that God knows best and that trouble and sorrow are only a test for without God's testing of our soul it never would reach its ultimate goal.. So keep on believing, whatever betide you, knowing that God will be with you to guide you, and all that He promised will be yours to receive if you trust Him completely and always believe.