The Golden Chain of Friendship

FRIENDSHIP is a GOLDEN CHAIN,
THe links are friends so dear,
And like a rare and precious jewel
It's treasured more each year . . .
It's clasped together firmly
With a love that's deep and true,
And it's rich with happy memories
And fond recollections, too . . .
Time can't destroy its beauty
For, as long as memory lives,
Years can't erase the pleasure
That the joy of friendship gives . . .
For friendship is a priceless gift
That can't be bought or sold,
But to have an understanding friend
Is worth far more than gold . . .
And the GOLDEN CHAIN of FRIENDSHIP
Is a strong and blessed tie
Binding kindred hearts together
As the years go passing by.

~ Helen Steiner Rice ~

On The Wings of A Butterfly

Your friendship is special
Like the flowers that bloom,
Or when a butterfly emerges
From within its cocoon . . .

You remind me of that butterfly,
Loving and free,
Bright and colorful,
For the world to see . . .

We will share sunshine and rainbows;
Sometimes, the rain and the snow;
We'll stand together through it,
While the cold winds blow . . .

When the time is right,
We won't stop to ask "Why?"
Our friendship will take flight
On the wings of a butterfly . . .

by Christine McClimans

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not shouting, "I've been saved!"
I'm whispering, "I get lost! That's why I chose this way."

When I say, "I am a Christian," I don't speak with human pride,
I'm confessing that I stumble — needing God to be my guide.

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not trying to be strong,
I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on.

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not bragging of success,
I'm admitting that I've failed and cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say, "I am a Christian," I don't think I know it all,
I submit to my confusion asking humbly to be taught.

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible but God believes I'm worth it.

When I say, "I am a Christian," I still feel the sting of pain,
I have my share of heartache which is why I seek His name.

When I say, "I am a Christian," I do not wish to judge,
I have no authority — I only know I'm loved.

~ Carol Wimmer ~