Letter to Mom

Digging through an old box of letters I discovered a gem that I would would like to share with readers of my blog. The poem was written by a unknown Seneca and I thought my mom would appreciate it as she was 54 years old at the time. 'My oh my', the things that crossed my mind at 32. To think of my dear mother so young and vibrant in those days and now she is gone and I am a young 'lol' 62 years of age.

Today's Sunrise Medicine #5

Is your love patient and kind? Is it able to suffer long, to endure every strain placed upon it in human relations, and still love? Is your love steadfast in pointing to the Creator's love as is the needle of the compass in pointing to the north? 
Is your love un-discouraged even by repeated ingratitude and recurrent failures on the part of others? Patience and kindness are the fruits of having Christ live in you. Are you nourishing your life upon His life by prayer and worship and studying His word? 
If so, the fruit of patient and kind love will grow and will be available for the healing of other lives. - Wings of Silver compiled by Jo Petty
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