I’ve never made a fortune,
It’s probably too late now.
Oh, but I don’t worry about that much,
‘Cause I’m happy anyhow.

As I go along life’s journey,
I’m reaping better than I sowed.
I’m drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

Ain’t got a lot of riches,
Sometimes the going’s rough.
But I’ve got a friend in Jesus,
And that makes me rich enough.

I thank God for all His Blessings on me,
And the mercy that He’s bestowed.
I’m drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

Oh sure, I’ve been thru some storms,
And yes, I’m sure there were times when my,
Well, my Faith must have got a little thin,
But you know what it seemed like?
One day all at once, those dark clouds broke,
And that old sun, she started shinin’ again.

So Lord, help me not to grumble and complain,
About the tough rows I have hoed.
I’m drinking from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

And if I should go on living,
If the way gets steep and rough.
I won’t ask for other Blessings,
‘Cause I’m already Blessed enough.

May I never be too busy,
To help another bear his load.
And I’ll keep drinking from my saucer, Lord,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

Yes, I’ll keep drinkin’ from my saucer, Lord,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed.

My Cup Has Overflowed.

Submitted by: Jamie


Music: ‘You And Me’ © Yuko Ohigashi

It’s all because of you,
I’m never sad and blue,
You’ve brightened up my days,
In your own special way.

How can I get you to understand,
That I love you more than I can,
How can I get you to see,
You’re the only girl for me.

It’s all because of you,
my dreams came true,
You’re everything I’ve wished for,
and I could never wish for more.

I can’t describe how much I care,
But when you need me I will be there,
To wipe your tears when you are sad,
To make you happy when you are mad.

Nobody is as special as you are to me,
Now I hope you are beginning to see,
Just how much I care for you,
And all my feelings will always be true.

Submitted by: Kent
Submitted by the author

Music: ‘Lover’s Lament’ © Bruce Deboer

Life is a mixture of sunshine and rain,
Laughter and pleasure, teardrops and pain,
All days can’t be bright, but it’s certainly true,

There was never
a cloud the sun didn’t shine through—
So just keep on smiling whatever betide you,
Secure in the knowledge God is always beside you,

And you’ll find when you smile
your day will be brighter
And all of your burdens will seem so much lighter—
For each time you smile you will find it true
Somebody, Somewhere will Smile Back At You,
And nothing on earth can make life more worthwhile
Than the sunshine and warmth of a Beautiful Smile.

Helen Steiner Rice
(1900 – 1981)

Poems and Prayers of Helen Steiner Rice


Music: ‘I Can’t Say’ © Yuko Ohigashi

Once upon a time there was a farmer who had an old mule. The mule fell into a deep dry well and began to cry loudly. Hearing his mule cry, the farmer came over and assessed the situation. The well was deep and the mule was heavy. He knew it would be difficult, if not impossible, to lift the animal out.

Because the mule was old and the well was dry, the farmer decided to bury the animal in the well. In this way he could solve two problems: put the old mule out of his misery and have his well filled.

He called upon his neighbors to help him and they agreed to help. To work they went. Shovel full of dirt after shovel full of dirt began to fall on the mule’s back. He became hysterical. Then all of a sudden an idea came to the mule. Each time they would throw a shovel full of dirt on his back he could shake it off and step up. Shovel full after shovel full, the mule would shake it off and step up. Now exhausted and dirty, but quite alive, the mule stepped over the top of the well and walked through the crowd.

A great attitude. A great way to approach life. Shake it off and step up. Too often we hold on to what has happened to us.

We hold on to it for a week, a month, even years. We cannot shake it loose from our memory. It eats away at us and steals our joy, happiness and peace of mind. The past hurt can create feelings of bitterness, resentment, anger and revenge.

We keep allowing these emotions to be thrown on our backs and if we do nothing, we will be buried deep in the well. Walls will be built in our relationships. We will avoid each other and the cold war begins.

But, we have a choice: keep it inside and embrace the hurt or shake it off and step up. Give it a try. Shake it off and step up. Words that have been said or actions that have been done, shake it off and step up. Let it go. Whatever it is: a rude comment, a past mistake, being ignored, we can stew over it all week. It occupies us all the time.

Too often we nurse hurts, we keep them alive inside and go over them time and time again; not only stewing from them, but now chewing them over and over until it gets us sick. Too often we rehearse hurts, tell everyone what has happened to us.

The cure is to accept what has happened, try to make sense out of it, learn from it, then shake it off and step up. When you let it go you feel free and you are no longer buried in the well. Once you are on your feet again you can take some action. You decide where you want to grow in life, the direction you want your life to take. You decide whether you will allow the hurt to make you a bitter or a better person. Learn from it. Emerge stronger.

THAT’S LIFE! If we face our problems and respond to them positively, and refuse to give in to panic, bitterness, or self-pity…THE ADVERSITIES THAT COME ALONG TO BURY US USUALLY HAVE WITHIN THEM THE POTENTIAL TO BENEFIT AND BLESS US!

Remember that FORGIVENESS –FAITH–PRAYER– PRAISE and HOPE…all are excellent ways to “SHAKE IT OFF AND STEP UP” out of the wells in which we find ourselves!

Submitted by: Brian

Music by: Unknown Composer

The touch of your hand is more than enough
The way your fingers slip in between mine
The warmth of your hug is more than enough
The way your arm locks into mine

A glimpse of your smile is more than enough
The way it can make everything all right
The sound of your voice is more than enough
The way it sounds like angels singing

The beauty of your heart is more than enough
The way it has power over mine
Power that if it stopped beating so would mine
It’s the one thing that gives my life reason

We all have physical hearts, but few have a true heart
The kind that you have, the kind that feels and loves
I pray that someday our two can become one
So that maybe I can finally become whole

I don’t know how I can ask for more
You’ve given me more than enough, what more can I do?

Submitted by: Lucrecia


Music: ‘Dreams’ © Margi Harrell

There is nothing more beautiful
Than waking up next to you
I love how you love me
Everything you say and do

Loving you comes so easy
You have captured my soul
We are one together
To have and to hold

You start my day off right
When I wake up in your arms
I long to lay here forever
Basking in your charm.

Submitted by: Jerry


Music: ‘Hope’ © Margi Harrell

“Sing a new song; dance a new step; take a new path.

Think a new thought; accept a new responsibility; memorize a new poem.

Try a new recipe; plan a new adventure; entertain a new idea.

Learn a new language; blaze a new trail; enjoy a new experience.

Make a new friend; read a new book; see a new movie.

Climb a new hill; scale a new mountain; launch a new career.

Find a new purpose; fill a new need; light a new lamp.

Exercise a new strength; grasp a new truth; practice a new awareness.

Add a new dimension; encourage a new growth; affirm a new beginning.

Discover a new answer; envision a new image; conceive a new system.

Dream a new dream; chart a new course; build a new life.

Open a new door; explore a new possibility; capture a new vision.

Start a new chapter; seek a new challenge; express a new confidence.

Write a new plan; turn a new page; follow a new direction.

Watch a new program; be a new person; radiate a new enthusiasm.”

Written by: William Arthur Ward

Fountains of faith;: The words of William Arthur Ward

Music: Unknown Author

I may never see tomorrow, there’s no written guarantee,
And things that happened yesterday belong to history. I can’t predict the future, I can’t change the past,
I have just the present moments to treat as my last.

I must use this moment wisely, for soon it will pass away,
And be lost forever as a part of yesterday.

I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless, make their life complete.

The unkind things I do today, may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win, may never more be won.

I may not have another chance on bended knees to pray,
And I thank God with a humble heart for giving me this day.

Submitted by: Lorna
Poem used with permission


Music: ‘On A Distant Shore’ © Yuko Ohigashi

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