Take someone who cares,
Really cares, when you are blue,
Someone who asks the Lord to comfort you . . .
Take the prayer of that loving friend,
Whose strong desire to bless you makes it blend
Into effectual, fervent prayer to God.
Don't marvel at His answer -- it's not odd!
God knows the heart that reaches to another; He gave the love to Christian sister and brother.
It's so much like the love of Father and Son . . .
No wonder that He blesses through that one!
A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity.
Love this poem because it's so true. I waited for years to find good Christian friends. These are friends who you can count on every time. It does not matter where, what or when they will help you and not charge you a dime.
How very true, Connie, and beautifully penned as well. I have had so many church friends and family praying for me of late. Without going into great detail, I know it has been the prayers of faithful Christian people that has helped me through the physical illnesses I have been experiencing. I know these people are genuinely concerned, for I can feel it in my heart. I'm thankful for all of them, and I am thankful for the things you post on AuthorsDen, Connie. May our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, bless you abundantly because of the stand you take for Him.
AMEN! MY MOTHER USED TO TELL ME, 'IF YOU FIND 'ONE' TRUE FRIEND IN LIFE, YOU ARE BLESSED'. I HAVE FOUND THIS TO BE SO TRUE AND THOUGH ON THE HUMAN LEVEL, I HAVE BEEN SORELY DISAPPOINTED ...I'VE FOUND 'ONE' WHO HAS 'NEVER' LET ME DOWN AND HAS LOVED ME WHEN NO ONE ELSE HAS. HE IS MY STRENGTH AND TOWER OF LIGHT...AND I KNOW I DON'T NEED TO TELL YOU WHO 'HE' IS. THANKS FOR SHARING THIS KEEPER, CONNIE. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
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