Thought for the Day 3/29/2018
H ast thou been hungry, child of mind? I, too, have needed bread: For forty days I tasted naught till by the angels fed. Hast thou been thirsty? On the cross I suffered thirst for thee; I promised to supply thy need, my child, come unto Me. Perhaps thy way is weary off, thy feet grow tired and lame; I wearied when I reached the well, I suffered just the same; And when I bore the heavy cross I fainted ‘neath the load; And so I’ve promised rest to all who walk the weary road. When thou art sad and tears fall fast, my heart goes out to thee, For I wept o’er Jerusalem -- the place so dear to Me: And when I came to Lazarus’ tomb I wept – my heart was sore; I’ll