The Rains….
The rains came.
Bringing newness to dry land,
Cleansing and purifying the very air we
breathe.
These are the times of
refreshing.
From deep within the sap of
winter dormant trees stir,
Trumpeting a new world a comin'.
Tender buds,
New fruit.
Stagnant stale winds gone
Sounds of wailing sorrows and discontent.
The rains came
Bringing gentleness to my soul.
This is a glorious time to be.
Yes, it's His faithfulness.
(c) Debi Mason, 2014, USA
The RAINS ALSO CAME TO CLEAN THE SOUL AND THE HEART AND BRING OLD FRIENDS CLOSER. I THANK GOD FOR THE CLEANSING RAIN AND YOU
ReplyDeleteThank you, Charlin. Stay tuned to this page and visit my Facebook page: Debi Mason, Author. God bless. Twitter: @DebiOak
Delete