Father, I wish to praise You for the whole of life. Besides these blessings obvious and bright with benediction for the soul; beyond intangibles that comfort us when doubters cower under circumstance and faithless people cast all hope on wealth; even before the graces that advance our comfort, pleasure, family and health, I would give thanks for pain, displeasure, fear, reversals that avoid the cul-de-sac of pride, anxieties, and every tear that draws me near through prejudice or lack to Your forgiveness. Surely all is good that leads me into doing what I should.
Charles A. Waugaman (1932 – 2010)
WITHIN The Circle Of Seasons Poems by Charles A. Waugaman Elin Grace Publishing ISBN 0-9729848-1-X 2003, Author Copyright All Rights Reserved