when I am on the mountain top, let me remember my journey through the valley, lest I neglect to show compassion to those in the valley; for I will be in the valley again.

in times of abundance may I remember my times of want, lest I forget to be generous to those in need; for I will be in want again.

when I am enjoying the sun, may I remember the rain, lest I forget to be grateful and to give thanks; for I will see the rain again.

when I know joy, may I not forget my sorrow, lest I forget to show sympathy to those who hurt; I will know sorrow again.

when kind words encourage me, let me not forget the wounds of cutting words, lest I fail to speak encouragement to those who need it; I will need encouragement again.

in healing, let me not forget what it was to be ill, lest I forget to care for the infirm; I will need healing again.

when I am rested, let me not forget what is was to be weary, lest I neglect to provide a respite for the tired; I will be weary again.

when my heart is whole, let me not forget how it felt to live broken hearted, lest I forget to show kindness to the broken hearted; I will be broken hearted again.

when my burden is light, let me not forget what it was to carry the heavy load of my cares and my sin, lest I neglect to bear another’s burden; I will be heavy laden again.

when I am walking in Your light, let me not forget the darkness that surrounded me, lest I neglect to share Your light with someone trying to find their way; I will walk through dark times again.

when all is calm, let me not forget the storm, lest I forget to sing Your praises in both; I know the storms will come again.

in my laughter, may I not forget my tears, lest I fail to lighten others’ hearts; for I will need laughter when my tears fall again.

when I am filled with hope, let me not forget my times of despair, lest I have no empathy for those who struggle; I will know despair again.

when I am surrounded by those dear to me, may I not forget my times alone, lest I fail to reach out to the lonely; for I will walk alone again.

when I am filled with faith, let me not forget what it was to doubt, so that I can reassure someone else;  for I may yet doubt again.

when I am home, let me not forget what it was to wander, lest I fail to welcome every returning prodigal home; for I was once a prodigal in need of welcome, I could yet be a prodigal again.

let me remember always, Heavenly Father, Your all sustaining, ever present comfort, that I might share it freely with all;  remembering and rejoicing, in being both the comforted and the comforter.

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”  (I Corinthians 1:3-4)

sincerely,      Grace Day