The World of Grandpa Don

. It's in the Valleys I Grow

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!

Jane Eggleston 

This poem was written by Jane Eggleston who currently lives in Virginia. Her son Jeff states, "She is a wonderful person, loves Jesus and has been the best mother anyone could ever ask for." What a fitting tribute to any mother.