This WIll Pass Away Too

I have a copy of this poem written on a crumpled sheet of paper torn from my cattleya notebook, tucked away in a little corner of my padlocked drawer. I bring it out every now and then when I am in a crisis or at a cross road. The copy I keep is more than a decade old. I lost it when I moved, and found it magically again.

Today, I found it form the web. It did not magically appear (I googled it), but I find magic that a lot of other people appreciate this poem as much - and perhaps much more - as I do.

If I can endure for this minute
Whatever is happening to me,
No matter how heavy my heart is
Or how dark the moment may be ...

If I can remain calm and quiet
With all the world crashing about me,
Secure in the knowledge God loves me
When everyone else seems to doubt me ...

If I can but keep on believing
What I know in my heart to be true,
That darkness will fade with the morning
And that "this will pass away, too!" ...

Then nothing in life can defeat me
For as long as this knowledge remains
I can suffer whatever is happening
For I know God will break all the chains
That are binding me tight in "the darkness"
And trying to fill me with fear ..
For there is "no night without dawning"
And I know that "my morning" is near.

Helen Steiner Rice