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 mountain top
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 mountain tops,
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
The mountain tops are glorious
But it's in the valleys I
grow!
(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.)
Also, I would like to thank Margi Harrell for the midi "Dreams". A link to their site is
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