Memory, Gratitude, Hope

I want to be remembered for the love of the Highest & Best.

I want to be remembered for patience with the lowest & for kindness to the least.

I want to be remembered for remembering the forgotten and focusing on the ignored.

I am thankful for those who lift me up in low times.

And I am thankful for those who remind me not to be haughty.

I am thankful for One Who was my best Friend even when I was at my worst.

And I am thankful for One who spent His life to help me when I felt ready to waste mine.

When I am surrounded in the land in a desperate battle against innumerable foes,

my Hope is a mountain refuge to Whom I run.

When I am adrift on the sea of life in a terrible storm of trouble,

my Hope is an anchor that ensures I will arrive safe in harbor.

When I am wandering aimlessly in an empty desert of parched dryness,

my Hope is an oasis that springs eternal and feeds my soul.

When my highest dreams are shifting clouds without rain in the brazen sky,

my Hope is the bright morning star rising up on the darkest night.

Written with friends who were seeking to remember the good times and regain a vision of better times to come.

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