This poem was a result of my quiet time with God, while on a ladies retreat. Our cabins were rustic, comfortable and positioned right on the river. The deck offered a breathtaking view, especially in the early morning as the fog lay across the lake and lifted as the sun peeked it's cheery head out to shine. I found a bench near some trees, and became filled with the spirit as I spent time alone with God, and these words spilled forth.
The beauty of the fall colors
how you planned them just for me
sitting on a bench beneath majestic trees
Your whisper in each breeze that blows
the sun upon my back
with every falling dying leaf
a new one will grow back
My plans and schemes are like each leaf
they die before they fall
And in the new growth that you bring
you wait sweetly for my all
I sit here oh so quiet Lord
thanking you for this place
And for seeing you for who you are
in every lovely face
My life my time is not my own
but yours if I could see
So in your presence I will wait
and meet you quietly
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That was beautiful Jewels!! I would like to go on one of those retreats sometime!! I miss you. I hit the early morning service today again. If you are going next week , I will go to the 2nd one. I am tired of sitting alone :( Love you!!!
ReplyDeleteMaybe, we should get up earlier??? I wondered if you were still going? Why can't we connect?? I'm home every night in an empty house.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo