The one who tells the snow
it's time to fall
Is the one I answer when
I hear His call...
And when He lets the clouds
release the rain
I always listen to
His sweet refrain...
Sometimes when His voice
breaks out like thunder
I try to find a shelter
to hide under...
But I know His lightning
won't last too long
And soon the day will
burst out in song...
When He calls forth the
sun to shine its rays
To make gardens grow
in wondrous ways...
Blessed when He tells
the petals to unfold
on roses, and blooms
richer than gold...
Then when the sun is ready
to say goodnight
The Master artist paints
with divine delight...
The colors of His palette are
beyond all imagination
So used to seeing it, we forget
it's His creation...
He dazzles us with lavender
hues of twilight
Then in twinkling stars of indigo
He whispers goodnight.
etw
I must admit I am not sure I am crazy about the Easter snow we are getting today though... maybe it all attests to His sense of humor??? but really... FOUR inches of snow at Easter time?
Cryssa :~)
XxCh'erie
share your prayer. -gene.
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
Ron
and this is among the most tender
and the most meaningful.
John
Regis
Blessings,
Christine
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Love,
Chanti Lace xo