I think of a minister as a Dr. of Souls,
Who listens to the agonies of men,
Who sermonizes for the joy of comforting
And lessens the pain with-in. Prescribing a simple prescription,
That will ease the daily fray,
Strength, for the pitfalls of tomorrow
And new hope for the problems today. Not easy, would be such a mission,
Words put forth and searching wrought,
Could easily fall by the wayside
If no man was improved by the thought! |
