On my way home last night during the little thunder storm we had I started thinking. When I start thinking I start writing. And this is what came of my thinking. Enjoy!
The Storm
Your great might and power both seen here on display
In the roaring of the wind and the driving of the rain.
In the beauty of the lightning and the rolling of the thunder
I am often left to sit here and wonder.
Why does the Creator with strength and power so great,
Care about we humans, by no standard righteous or ornate?
As the lightning flashes, a tingle in my heart
We are His children, made in His image from the start!
In the garden, we with Adam did fall
But God sent His only Son to pay the price for all
All who do believe in Him alone as Lord and Savior
Their hearts then are changed and it shows in their behavior.
So the storm has got me thinking about the changing of my soul
from a broken, wounded spirit to a body now made whole.
Such power and majesty combine for all to see
What other Being could create a change so great in me.
I am like the world in a storm washed clean
Though the process in fear is often seen.
When the storm of life has finally passed
I'll be home with my Father, I'll be home at last!
To His Glory Alone,
JMarie
