A lthough things are not perfect
B ecause of trial or pain,
C ontinue in Thanksgiving,
D o not begin to blame.
E ven when times are hard,
F ierce winds are bound to blow;
G od is foreger able,
H old on to what you know.
I magine life without His love;
J oy would cease to be.
K eep thanking Him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee.
M ove out of "Camp Complaining";
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do  alone.
Q uit looking to the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart everyday with worship
T o "thank" is a command.
U ntil we see Him coming
V ictorious in the sky.
W e'll run the race with gratitude
X alting God on high.
Y es, there'll be good times, and yes, some will be bad, but. . .
Z ion waits in Glory, where none are ever sad.

The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor.
The one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything.

-The Journal/ Received via Internet