Woke up this
morning
To fresh falling snow.
Deeply it covers
The dried grass below.
Washing the world
In a blanket of white.
Watching alone,
My memory takes flight.
White is the color
God’s promised to me,
Washed in Christ’s blood
I am happy and free.
While all around me
Heart aches seem to whirl.
I’m Safe in HIS Arms
For I’m HIS little girl.
Prayer requests keep racing
Over tear-stained eyes,
So much hopelessness and pain
It’s hard to realize
How much longer this old world
Can keep turning, and yet
We have the Promises of God,
Lest we should forget~~~~.
So prayerfully praying
For all of these needs.
Planting seeds of Thanksgiving
For God’s Glorious Deeds.
WE SERVE AN AWESOME GOD !!!
What a pleasure to say !!!
When prayers have been answered
So that’s why I pray.
Let us all join together
And repeat that prayer
That Jesus taught to his disciples
As they waited there.
Our Father~~~~~OUR FATHER !!!!
How wondrous to say,
For God is OUR FATHER
Till the end of the last day.
Karen©
3-18-05
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