When skies turn dark and
my world turns to grey, I
will not be afraid.
I will celebrate as I watch
Him autograph the clouds
with a silver pen of light.
I will tremble as He shakes
my world with a booming
laugh of thunder.
I will bow down before Him
as He kisses my cheek
with a gentle breeze.
No need to fear as I lift
my hands in thanksgiving ---
I will praise Him in the storm.
(c) Karla Dorman (10/14)
1 comment:
I guess praying will help, and fate I'm sure...haven't been through one of those big storms yet, but together we can fair any storm
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