It's In The Valleys I Grow

Poem1 min read

By Jane Eggleston 

Sometimes life seems hard to bear, Full of sorrow, trouble and woe It’s then I have to remember That it’s in the valleys I grow. 

If I always stayed on the mountain top And never experienced pain, I would never appreciate God’s love And would be living in vain. 

I have so much to learn And my growth is very slow, Sometimes I need the mountain tops, But it’s in the valleys I grow. 

I do not always understand Why things happen as they do, But I am very sure of one thing. My Lord will see me through. 

My little valleys are nothing When I picture Christ on the cross He went through the valley of death; His victory was Satan’s loss. 

Forgive me Lord, for complaining When I’m feeling so very low. Just give me a gentle reminder That it’s in the valleys I grow. 

Continue to strengthen me, Lord And use my life each day To share your love with others And help them find their way. 

Thank you for valleys, Lord For this one thing I know The mountain tops are glorious But it’s in the valleys I grow! 

Have a blessed day!

Did this story lift you up?

Share it with someone

From the archive

Inspire21 archive

Collected and shared by the Inspire21 editors for over 25 years. The original author is often unknown.

Up next

Poems

Dr. Seuss Explains Computers

Author Unknown If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port, and the bus is interrupted as a very last resort, and the address of the memory makes…

PoemInspire21 archive2 min

More poems stories

See all

Roses

PoemInspire21 archive4 min