It may be just a humble weed
Growing beside the curb,But with the bright light of the sun
Its shadow is superb.
And we can be just like that weed,
Despite our humble plight;
We still can cast a joyful shadow
By living in God’s light.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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