PROFIT AND LOSS

I counted dollars while God counted crosses;
I counted gains while He counted losses!
I counted my worth by things gained in the Store,
But He sized me up by the scars that I bore;
I coveted honors and sought for degrees;
He wept as He counted the hours on my knees.
And I never knew till one day by a grave
How vain are the things that we spend life to save.
I did not yet know until Jim went above
That richest is he who is rich in God's love!
[Anonymous]