I foolishly thought

I was in control

Which only stands to reason

I planted my garden,

watched it grow and harvested in season

Of course the rain would always come

of course the sun would shine

and when it grew and gave it's due

the glory was all mine.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow

Let heaven and nature sing

while foolish creatures here below

won't bow and bless their King.
- j.m.

I'm trying to teach the kids that

"every good and perfect gift comes from above