by Anne Sikes
I don’t have lots of money in a bank account somewhere.
I don’t have lots of fancy clothes, and no one does my hair.
You will not see me driving down the road in a big car,
With all the latest options, and speed to take me far.
I live within these humble walls, but I have what I need.
You may think I’m a failure, but listen close, I plead.
One is not a failure who has given it their all.
And if they’ve gotten up again each time that they would fall.
I look around my life and see the love that’s everywhere.
I see my friends and family given me, this life to share.
Oh sure…I have my moments, when it doesn’t seem enough.
But I have love and laughter, and all the rest’s just ‘stuff’.
King James Version (KJV)
26If ye then be not able to do that thing which is least, why take ye thought for the rest?
27Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
28If then God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith?