As one America's most beloved inspirational poets, Helen Steiner Rice has helped many people get through difficult times with her sensitive, encouraging poems. Her own suffering in life not only deepened her connection to God but allowed her to understand the pain of others.
Helen Steiner was born in Lorain, Ohio, on May 19, 1900. She had originally hoped to pursue a career in law, but upon her father's untimely death, in order to help her family financially, Helen took a position in a company constructing silk lampshades. There she discovered her talent for advertising and public relations and after receiving several promotions, rose to become one of the few female advertising managers in the country.
In 1929, Helen married Franklin Rice, a bank vice-president who committed suicide 3 years later because of bad investments he made in the stock market. To support herself, Helen Rice accepted a position as editor of greeting cards and dedicated the next fifty years of her life writing greeting card verses. She became known as the "Poet Laureate of Inspirational Verse". Helen Steiner Rice died in 1981.
Now several decades after her death, Helen's poetry with its grace and simplicity still touches the hearts of many. Her words about love and loss, faith and hope, sadness and joy strike a chord with those who are going through a difficult time. Here are two of her uplifting poems for your enjoyment.
Would never turn to day ...
Who said the "winter's bleakness"
Would never pass away ...
Who said the fog would
And let the sunshine through ...
Who said the skies now overcast
Would nevermore be blue ...
Why should we ever entertain
These thoughts so dark and grim
And let the brightness of our mind
Grow cynical and dim ...
When we know beyond all
That winter turns to spring ...
And on the notes of sorrow
New songs are made to sing ...
For no one sheds a teardrop
Or suffers loss in vain,
For God is always there to turn
Our losses into gain.
And every burden born TODAY
And every present sorrow
Are but God's happy harbingers
Of a joyous, bright TOMORROW!
When we feel we have
nothing left to give
And we are sure that the song has ended,
When our day seems over and the shadows fall
And the darkness of night has descended,
Where can we go to find the
To valiantly keep on trying?
Where can we find the hand that will dry
The tears that the heart is crying?
There's but one place to go
and that is to God,
And dropping all pretence and pride,
We can pour out our problems without restraint
And gain strength with Him at our side.
And together we stand at
life's cross roads
And view what we think is the end,
But God has a much bigger vision,
And He tells us it's only a bend.
For the road goes on and is smoother,
And the pause in the song is a rest,
And the part that's unsung and unfinished
Is the sweetest and richest and best.
So rest and relax and grow
Let go and let God share your load.
Your work is not finished or ended
You've just come to a bend in the road.