Always remember to forget
The things that made you sad.
But never forget to remember
The things that made you glad.

Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you.

Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.

Inspiration is a fragile thing…
Just a breeze, touching the green foliage of a city park.
Just a whisper from the soul of a friend.
Just a line of verse clipped from some book.

Inspiration……

Who can say where it is born, and why it leaves us?
Who can tell the reasons for its being or not being?

Only this…
I can think inspiration comes from the Heart of Heaven…
To give the lift of wings,
and the breath of divine music
to those of us who are earthbound.

- written by Margaret Sangster

As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He was my friend.

But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own.

At last I snatched them back and cried,
“How could you be so slow”
“My child,” He said, “What could I do?
You never did let go.”

- written by Robert J. Burdette