Squares dancing on the calendar pages,
rows of unspent days,
Oh, Lord, what will these squares unfold?
You alone the answers hold.
“My child, it is enough to say
I will be with you twenty-four hours a day.”
What if these unspent days contain
trouble, sorrow, grief and pain?
I am not strong enough to stand.
“My child, I’ll hold you by the hand.
It is enough for you to know
My grace will be sufficient.
As you awaken to each dawn
fresh and new mercies can be withdrawn.
Anticipate the blessings there,
for with my great love
I’ve packed each square!”
By Doris Stensland in On the Back Step