A short poem to display the wonderous colors of the Lord. Through we who are changed in Him, we reflect His colorful image.
The Lord kisses the harvest through the mist,
A cloud thus covers His presence,
The multitude of colors seen,
In turn reveal His essence.
His creative power paints the grass and leaves,
Perfect is His palette of color,
The ultimate artist forever more,
There simply is no other.
The coolness of the morning air,
Reflects His divine refreshing,
The countryside praises and thanks,
The Lord for all His blessing.
Consider how He changes all,
From one color to another,
Then realize how He changes us,
Through Jesus Christ our brother.
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Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on December 8, 2006
I concur, but have you ever wondered, what is grass, countryside, we are the only beings to appreciate them, and so much more......
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