Share What You Have Received

 

The little moments of sorrow
Mingle with those of joy,
As memories of yesterday
Bubble up and aren’t coy,
 
I saw the roses in the bed,
Planted there years ago,
And still blooming with such delight.
There’s joy watching them grow.
 
My father planted them, and then
My mother kept them strong.
I’ve lost them both to heaven’s realm,
But the rose blooms along.
 
I guess the moral of the tale
Is that, though we are gone,
The blessings that we leave behind
Can thrive and carry on.
 
Take time to offer God’s sweet grace
To those you meet each day.
Those blessings He first gave to you,
Share with those on your way.
 
Hebrews 13:16 
Do not neglect to do good and to share what you have, for such sacrifices are pleasing to God.
 
Proverbs 11:25 
Whoever brings blessing will be enriched, and one who waters will himself be watered.