In The Valleys I Grow

marylu

Sometimes life seems hard to bear, Full of sorrow, trouble and woe. It's then I have to remember That it's in the valleys I grow. If I always stayed on the mountaintop And never experienced pain, I would never appreciate God's love And would be living in vain. I have so much to learn And my growth is very slow, Sometimes I need the mountaintops, But it's in the valleys I grow. I do not always understand Why things happen as they do, But I am very sure of one thing. My Lord will see me through. My little valleys are nothing When I picture Christ on the cross He went through the valley of death; His victory was Satan's loss. Forgive me Lord, for complaining When I'm feeling so very low. Just give me a gentle reminder That it's in the valleys I grow. Continue to strengthen me, Lord And use my life each day, To share your love with others And help them find their way. Thank you for valleys, Lord For this one thing I know, [B] The mountaintops are glorious, But it's in the valleys I grow! [/B] (This poem was written by Jane Eggleston who currently lives in Virginia. Her son Jeff states, "She is a wonderful person, loves Jesus and has been the best mother anyone could ever ask for." What a fitting tribute to any mother.)