SWEETEST THE RAYSBy: Darrelyn L. Tutt
The greater the odds stacked against me,The higher my heart seems to soar;The stronger becomes the resistance,The strength that is only … the more.Surely the woes of affliction,The strain of adversity great;Is merely the sign of a pruning,A marking and sealing of fate.Look on the man with the sorrow,Not with a pity or strain;But see how his pathway is straightened,Thrust by the springboard of pain.
Oh for the heights that do tower,That teach us the lessons we learn;And oh, for the heart cultivating,The wisdom to rightly discern.
Joy shall be mine in the morning,Sweetest the rays of the sun;On he who has walked through the darkness,And waits … for the morning to come.-------“Every branch in Me that beareth not fruit He taketh away; and every branch that beareth fruit, He purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you."John 15:2-3