Today

With words that speak in deepest praise,
  I thank God for His loving ways;
For strength of body, limb, and mind,
  The joy in doing what I find.
I thank God for my home and friends,
  And other blessings that He sends.
I may not see with perfect eyes,
  But each new day holds glad surprise!
I thank God for what comes to me,
  And trust Him more--what is to be.
                   --Roxie Lusk Smith

The Sin of Omission

"Therefore, to him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin."
--James 4:17


It isn't the thing you do;
It's the thing you leave undone,
Which gives you a bit of heartache
At the setting of the sun.

The tender word forgotten,
The letter you did not write,
The flower you might have sent,
Are your haunting ghosts at night.

The stone you might have lifted
Out of a brother's way,
The bit of heartsome counsel
You were hurried too much to say;

The loving touch of the hand,
the gentle and winsome tone,
that you had no time or thought for
With troubles enough of your own.

The little acts of kindness,
So easily out of mind;
Those chances to be helpful
Which everyone may find--

No, it's not the thing you do,
It's the thing you leave undone,
Which gives you the bit of heartache
At the setting of the sun.

--Margaret E. Sangster