Many years ago, when I was still in high school, I worked temporarily for a photographer and his wife who went to our church.<BR>They had this poem posted in their office. I liked it, copied it down, and then forgot about it until the other day when I was reorganizing my photo albums and scrapbooks. Sometimes I get into a frame of mind where I think I'm alone with my actions, and thoughts, and this kind of zaps in another perspective.<P>Anyway, thought I'd share it with you.<P>Christian Living<BR>Whatever you think, both in joy and in woe,<BR>Think nothing you would not want Jesus to know.<BR>Whatever you say in a whisper or clear,<BR>say nothing you would not want Jesus to hear.<BR>Whatever you sing in the midst of your glee, sing nothing God's listening ear would displease.<BR>Whatever you write with haste or with heed, write nothing you would not want Jesus to read.<BR>Whatever you read, though the page may allure, read nothing unless you are perfectly sure,<BR>Consternation would not be seen in your look, if Christ should say, solemnly, "Show Me that book".<BR>Wherever you go, never go where you'd fear, God's question being asked you, "What doest thou here?"<P>Hope your getting through your week ok!

That was great! Printing it out.<P>Thanks,<P>Lori

Glad you liked it, I always did. Reminds me that I am really never alone, that someone is always watching over my shoulder. <BR>In an odd sort of way, this poem also comforted me because it helped me realize that while my H was sneaking around and keeping secrets from me, Someone Else was watching his every move. my H may feel that he is allowed to keep certain secrets from me, but there are no secrets you can hide from The Man Upstairs.<BR>Have a good weekend everyone - we are going to the TX renaissance festival this weekend.