Pass the Plate

Today one of God's angels came to me, and opened my eyes so I could see. She sat at my table and starred at my soul, and told me to have faith, for I still have miles to go. We talked about Heaven and pain and sin, and how God will frogive you, again and again. She told me of the burden that was hers to bear, and her blanket of misery, that was hers to wear. She talked about patience, something few possess, and sometimes, God will give you the test. She talked of His word and what it means to me, and sometimes we have to be blind, before we can see. She told me to be strong and to carry my cross, and to believe in God, for without Him, I would be lost. She knew about my burdens and all my pain, she knew my tears were falling like rain. What I am trying to tell you is so simple and clear, you never know how, or when, God will appear. So fill your plate with love and kindness, and God will remove all the hate and all the blindness.