We've had this photo up in our kitchen for many years. I've always loved it. I think there is a story behind it, but I don't know it right now. It reminds me of this poem:God grant me the serenity
To live just day by day,
Not borrowing any troubles
That may later come our way;
To remember Jesus taught us
To ask for daily bread:
We should not ask for flour
To bake for months ahead.
-by Hilda Peterson Daniels
17 comments:
Ruthis I love that picture too and the poem fits it just right...
HUGS,
Donna
Ruthie that was beautiful. Thank you.
I love the serenity prayer and the picture.
Ruthie, I have always loved that picture, too! I've never hear that prayer before. I really enjoyed it.
Hugs, Terrie
Both are so pretty. My husband has very neat memories of that picture and I need to find him a copy.
I love this photo.
Love this photo:) It hung in our church fellowship hall.
xo
Okay Ruthie... you and I have gotta talk... this same picture hangs over our breakfast table!!!
My grandchildren call it "Grandpa, praying"."Give us this day, our daily bread."
Good morning Ruthie, I have always loved that picture, and your right, it fits the prayer well. Thank you for sharing them both with us today. Happy day!
I have always loved that picture. I feel it's important to thank God for our daily bread.
Great poem. Thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment. Like you, the first time I came to Phoenix, I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't find any grass--just rocks. I didn't like it at all. Isn't it funny the things we get use to? I still like a lot of grass. I just don't like to mow it. There is an area in Phoenix called the garden area. They have grass and green trees instead of desert rocks and plants.
Hi Ruthie,
A beautiful poem. I love that picture too!
I have always admired that picture as well. I have a cute story about it. When my oldest son, Mackenzie, was a teenager he brought that picture home from the Goodwill to hang in his room. I thought it was so touching and sweet and I asked him what made him pick it. At the time he worked at a nursing home as an attendant to the elderly folks and he would play games with them, talk with them, help them eat, etc. He said that it reminded him of a sweet man that lived at the nursing home. It just touched my heart so much. He moved out and left the picture and I think I will always keep it and think of my son.
Hugs, Sharon
My mother has loved the same painting! She always regretted passing it up.
Ruthie, There is something about this picture that warms my heart. I am copying the poem. It deserves a spot on my refrigerator.
Sweetie
What a beautiful picture, and a lovely poem.....and so true. Wishing you a wonderful weekend Ruthie!
Amanda (aka Cottage Contessa)
Hi Ruthie! That a beautiful picture, I love that we are to take one day at a time. This means no worries for tomorrow because we do not know if tomorrow will come. Deb
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