Here is the very first of my Sunday thoughts for the year. Thanks to my friend Nancy for this poem. She shares it in church on the first Sunday of every year. I always cry when she recites it. She’s not sure who wrote it, but she got it from her father. I just love it.
He came to my desk with a quivering lip; the lesson was done.
Have you a new page for me, Teacher, for I have spoiled this one.
I took his old page, soiled and blotted, and gave him a new one all unspotted.
And into his sad face I smiled and said, “Do better now, my child.”
I came to His Throne with an aching heart; the year was done.
Have you a new one for me, Master, for I have spoiled this one.
He took my old year, soiled and blotted, and gave me a new one all unspotted.
And into my sad heart He smiled and said, “Do better now, my child.”
I am so grateful for my Savior and His Atonement. I am so grateful that we have the opportunity to repent and do better, not just every year, but every day.