Flowers blowing. Branches bending. Trees swaying.
God’s beauty bursting upon the page.
His grace pouring down over the fields
The merry little breezes playing tag through the meadow
Looking for the peace of His promises
Stubbornly I turn my head the other way
Aching. Yearning. Pounding.
God is knocking upon my heart
Oh, how I hurt inside for the sin I have done
Trying to hide. Hiding my face. Bowing in disgrace
Tenderly a hand lifts my head
I weep at the sight of the love I see coming from God’s eyes
Hard for me to accept His forgiveness
Falling to my knees before His holy presence
Trembling I come into His arms
All the weight I tried to carry falls at God’s feet
How gracious He is for loving me.
A simple love poem for my Lord and Savior Jesus…with all my love Sara