In
every life some clouds will form
And
tears may fall like summer rain
The
questions that bring most distress
Are
wounds that rob us of our rest.
The
loss when we must say goodbye
To
those we hold so very dear
And
never have another chance
To
bid farewell or give them thanks.
Yet
far more painful are the words
That
crush the spirit from a friend
Creating
anguish and despair
When
they no longer seem to care.
Is
there a lesson we can learn
When
uninvited trials come?
Is
God concerned with my distress
As
I walk through this wilderness?
His
answer echoes loud and clear
He
is conforming us to Him
So
we can clearly point the way
To
others who might go astray.
So
don’t forget when storm clouds come
God’s
promised rainbow will appear
And
you will shine far brighter still
As
you reflect His glorious will
---B.
Pent
1 comment:
I love that poem, Papa. It paints a gorgeous picture!! There are lots of stories which that this is definitely true.
Thank you for sharing.
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