The Lord came to me like a dream one day and asked,
"Why do you sorrow?"
I answered, "Lord my life is so full of pain,
I can't face one more tomorrow."
The Lord sat down beside me, and spoke kindness to me.
He said, "Let me explain to you, and then you'll understand.
Each sorrow is a stepping stone you must surmount each day,
And every stepping stone you climb is a sorrow that's passed away.
The road of life is a mountainside, with crevices in which to be caught,
But as you struggle on your way, I, The Rock, will lend support.
Every stepping stone you climb, makes spirit and heart grow strong.
Exercising character and faith, this road seems painful and long.
The way is paved with stepping stones, to raise your heart and soul,
Though difficult, they aid your way, to a 'city paved with gold.'
I know that you are tired, for I, too, have walked this way,
My sorrows did they multiply, but I cleared many stones away.
I left my Rock to lift you up, I left behind my 'story',
To give you strength to make your climb, to that special place in glory.
And never fear, The Rock is here, you'll never climb this mountain alone.
Surmount lifes sorrows, continue on, for they are but stepping stones."