Memorization

February Scripture:

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:

a time to be born, and a time to die;

a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;

a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek, and a time to lose;

a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to tear, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;

a time for war, and a time for peace.

Matthew 6:33-34

But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.

Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble

February Poem:

I have in my hands two boxes,
Which God gave me to hold.
He said, “Put all your sorrows in the black box,
And all your joys in the gold.”

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,
Both my joys and sorrows I stored,
But though the gold became heavier each day,
The black was as light as before.
With curiosity, I opened the black,
I wanted to find out why,
And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,
Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,
“I wonder where my sorrows could be!”
He smiled a gentle smile and said,
“My child, they’re all here with me.”

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes,
Why the gold and the black with the hole?

“My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,
The black is for you to let go.”

Author unknown

January Scripture:

Hebrews 12:  1-2:

Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.

January Poem:

The Youth Who Climbs

The youth who burns the midnight light

In study and in prayer,

Will reach in future years a height

With blessings waiting there,

No wealth could never, never, buy,

Nor schemes could ever gain,

For only God can take one high

Beyond all sin and stain.

The youth who walks the upward path

And not the downward road,

And conquers self and carnal wrath

And sin wherever sowed,

Is quite a blessing in his home,

In school, at work, or play,

Or o’er the earth where he may roam,

Or where he’s set to stay.

He’ll bless the country where he lives,

The church where he belongs;

He’ll help God’s cause by what he gives

And help to conquer wrongs;

He’ll share the diamonds of his love

With other precious souls,

And point them to the grand above

Where Christ his treasure holds.

The youth who’s clean in heart and mind

And has a spotless name,

And longs to help his fellows find

God’s way that leads to fame;

Or strives to help them fill the place

That God would have them fill,

Shall be a winner in the race

Up Zion’s holy hill.