"The Secret"

I heard this poem yesterday. The man giving the half-time devotion and Rachel and James's Upward basketball games recited it (from memory), and I just loved it. It reminds me of the importance of beginning each day with God. This is something that has finally become a habit for me, after many years of sporadic attempts to have a daily quiet time, and it has been such a good thing for me. I hope this poem blesses you as it did me....

The Secret
Poem by Ralph S.Cushman


I met God in the morning
When my day was at its best,
And his presence came like sunrise
Like a glory in my breast.

All day long the Presence lingered,
All day long he stayed with me,
And we sailed in perfect calmness
O’er a very troubled sea.

Other ships were blown and battered,
Other ships were sore distressed,
But the winds that seemed to drive them
Brought to us a peace and rest.

Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind,
When I too had loosed the moorings,
With the Presence left behind.

So I think I know the secret,
Learned from many a troubled way:
You must seek him in the morning
If you want him through the day!