Poem July 11, 1953 Issue

THE RECKONING

Estelle Dale

Dear Father, I will serve Thee and Thy Cause;
I will obey and honor Thy just laws.
But let me count the cost:
I must resign
Dear treasures which I thought were rightly mine—
A personal sense of love; some quiet ease;
My leisure time, and doing as I please;
A loved ambition—is this, then, my cross?
What recompense against this heavy loss?
I hear a tender voice:
"Trust Me, and prove
The greater riches of one selfless love.
Freed from earth's ties, you shall be free indeed;
You shall find grace for every human need;
You shall have power to heal, peace, purity;
My promise stands, for your security.
This is your treasure and your crown, My son;
I am your God, your All.
You need but One."

Estelle Dale

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