September Featured Poem  Psalm 23:5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: Thou hast anointed my head with oil; My cup runneth over.   My Cup   I didn’t search for riches, nor dream of them just now, Contentment has always led me, to be happy anyhow... I’ve gone along life’s journey, reaping more than I have sowed And I’m drinking form my saucer, cause my cup has overflowed... I have many family riches, when the going seems so tough, And holding to the family’s love in Christ, has made me rich enough... Just thanking God for blessings, and the mercies He’s bestowed, Finds me drinking from my saucer, Cause my cup has overflowed... Remembering times when things went wrong, recalling faith so thin, As I watched the dark clouds rolling by, the Son came back again... So I asked the Lord to forgive my gripe, ‘bout the tough rows I had hoed, Then thanked Him for the saucer, cause my cup has overflowed... He gives me strength and courage, as the way grows steep and tough, Should I ask for extra blessings, when I know I’ve had enough? May I never be too busy, to help others with their load, And offer them my cup, because mine has overflowed...    By Bob Bowman / IA

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