Friday, April 5, 2013

His Presence


He serenades me with the song of a thousand birds,
and comforts me with the rays of the sun.

The wind is full of His passion and purpose.

The snow falls gently around and upon me,
like His presence,
bringing His peace and the wonder of Him.

There is nothing that can compare with this blessing.

Nothing.

I had to learn that.

I will never forget.

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