Joy, Radiant Joy!

You cannot be too gentle, too kind. Shun even to appear harsh in your treatment of each other. Joy, radiant joy, streams from the face of one who gives and kindles joy in the heart of one who receives. ~ St. Seraphim of Sarov

Forget Me Not

When to the flowers so beautiful the Father gave a name,

Back came a little blue-eyed one (All timidly it came);

And standing at its Father’s feet and gazing in His face,

It said, in low and trembling tone and with a modest grace,

“Dear God, the name Thou gavest me, Alas I have forgot!”

Kindly the Father looked him down and said:


By Emily Bruce Roelofson; born in 1832, Cincinnati

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