I cannot say that I am glad when storm clouds come, When days and nights are burdensome and long. I like the peacefulness of sunny days When life is bright and in my heart's a song And yet, I know the wisdom I have learned Or any courage that my life displays Was never gained in golden sunlit hours But rather grew from dark and stormy days. I've felt God's presence closer 'mid the storm As I relied on Him to guide my way And through my trials found a stronger faith Enabling me to better face each day. And so, I would not ask God NOT to send Those testings fashioned by His loving hand; For ALL things work together for my good And things once questioned ... now I understand. By Beverly J. Anderson BACK