A beautiful poem

This poem was written for an older book about a young boy who lived in the days of the Westward expansion. He was physically handicapped and rejected by those his age. He was assigned to spend his days on the top of a hill to be a lookout for Indians and sound the alarm if they ever came. He decided that he wanted the world to know he was there and to be remembered so he began to build a monument at the top of the hill with the stones that were lying all over. I don’t know how the book ends since I’ve never read it. But I came across this poem that is from that book and I LOVE the message it conveys. I just wanted to share it with you.

The Monument

God,
Before He sent His children to earth
Gave each of them
A very carefully selected package
Of problems.

These,
He promised smiling,
Are yours alone. No one
Else may have the blessings
These problems will bring you.

And only you
Have the special talents and abilities
That will be needed
To make these problems
Your servants.

Now go down to your birth
And to your forgetfulness. Know that
I love you beyond measure.
These problems I give you
Are a symbol of that Love.

The monument you make of your life
With the help of your problems
Will be a symbol of your
Love for me,
Your Father.

By Blaine M. Yorgason