I read this poem when times aren't as I think they should be. When the bills are high and the money is low. When one of us is sick. When I see what others have that I don't have. This poem helps me to remember that I have it all, whether or not I always remember.
A Creed For Those Who Have Suffered
I asked God for strength, that I might achieve. I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey...
I asked for health, that I might do great things. I was given infirmity, that I might do better things...
I asked for riches, that I might be happy. I was given poverty, that I might be wise...
I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men. I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God...
I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life. I was given life that I might enjoy all things...
I got nothing I asked for - but everything I had hoped for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered.
