Guide and direct those in authority; may they come to Thee for wisdom and knowledge, knowing Thou alone canst lead them.

May victory speedily come, dear Father, and our loved ones be restored to us if it be Thy will.

Help us here at home to be more worth of the great and unselfish sacrifice of these brave men, who through no fault of their own are in such dark and dangerous places in our stead. In the name of Thy Blessed Son, our Saviour, Jesus Christ, who gave His all to redeem us from our sins. Amen.

There are little seeds of kindness
That are ready to be sown;
There’s a noble deed that waiting
To be done by me alone.
There are acts that break or injure -
Mean and selfish as can be.
If my deeds were known to Jesus,
Would He be ashamed of me?

There are words at random spoken,
That may soothe or wound a heart.
I can never repossess them
Once they from my lips depart.
Every word can bring some blessing,
Or a cursing it may be.
If He heard the words I’ve spoken,
Would He be ashamed of me?

Up ahead the road’s dividing;
Here and now I must decide.
One there is that’s straight and narrow,
While the other’s smooth and wide.
After one of these is chosen,
And I’ve reached my destiny,
When He found me there, I wonder,
Would He be ashamed of me?

PFC. Seth Baker
A.A.B., Alliance, Nebraska

To every man there openeth
A Way, and Ways, and a Way.
And the High Soul climbs the High Way,
And the Low Soul gropes the Low,
And in between on the misty flats,
The rest drift to and fro.
But to every man there openeth
A High Way, and a Low.
And every man decideth
The Way his soul shall go.