Shine
As this candle transforms into a torch,
how I thank Thee Lord,
for igniting and tending it’s growth.
Thou art the Instructor of children,
regarding not age,
guiding our every development in ways we can and cannot see,
for before You, all mankind is small.
Forgetful student servants,
errant roaming hearts,
minds that drift unceasing,
till Thou hast filled our thoughts...
1998 Bro. James