Treasures In The Garden
Dropping that kind word…..
Drop a pebble in the water- just a splash and it is gone.
But there’s half a hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They are spreading, spreading and the ripples rise and fall.
While the music of the swelling brings a thought for one and all.
As you watch the waves of water as they widen round and round.
Think how simple was their starting, just a pebble from the ground.
Drop an unkind word , or careless, in a second it is gone.
And there’s half a hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They are spreading, ever spreading from the centre as they go,
And there’s not a way to stop them once you’ve started them to flow.
And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you’ve stirred
And disturbed a life once happy when you’ve dropped that unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness– in a moment it is gone,
But there’s half a hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
Bearing songs and hope and gladness on each buoyant, joyous wave,
Till you’d not believe the volume from the little thought you gave;
And you’ve rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music may be heard,
Circling miles and miles around you- just dropping that kind word.
From Father Pat’s Minister’s Fraternal Column “A Christian Comment”
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