And please, a twinkle in my eye

I got the well-worn, leather-bound Bible out of the nightstand. On the cover, embossed in gold, Jean Marie De Witt. Inside, inscribed, a presentation for Confirmation at Tabor Lutheran Church, Pueblo, Colorado, October 29, 1961.

It’s the leaf facing that inscription that gets my attention, though, in Jeannie’s own hand – recognizable even many years ago – is this poem, so much better today than anything I could write.

God, give me sympathy and sense
And help to keep my courage high.
God, give me calm and confidence
And please, a twinkle in my eye.

The sun shows after every storm,
There is a solution for every
Problem, and the soul’s
Highest duty is to be of
Good cheer.

Through the beauties of
Nature and growing things one
Sees the everlasting
Presence of God.

I’m hoping and praying for improvement this morning.