Lord, the summer has gone
and now Fall has left
all the leaves on the lawn ...
to be raked.
The mornings are becoming a bit cold
but the afternoons are warm,
and I'm getting too old ...
for all this work.
The trees are now all bare
of its leaves and the sky grays
but I don't care ...
I try to convince myself.
Lord, all Your beauty around begins to die
yes, to die, and You know me --
I get depressed and want to cry ...
and wish it were summer again!
And colder now the days do grow
the air so crisp
then comes the snow ...
Bring back the warmth!
Then, as I sit and contemplate,
and complain to the Lord
He says -- "WAIT ...
Focus on Me instead!
As you see the leaves
falling from the trees
Think of the tears that fell
as I was praying on my knees ...
in Gethesame.
As the days turn cold and the dew
turns to frost,
Remember My love for You
Will never grow cold ...
You are My child.
And as you look at the trees, now bare
remember the tree I bore
because of my care ...
for every one of you.
And, yes, it seems so painful to see
the beauty around you die.
But new life comes from Me ...
for I had victory over death.
Let the snowflakes that fall and blow
serve as reminder
that I have washed you white as snow ...
forever."
My friend, look all around you
and thank the Lord
for winter, fall, spring, summer too
for in each season
you can find a reason
to praise Him for all He's done ...
for you.
very nice!
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