the rains have come
hard, continuous
what this land has long
needed, nourishing
and reviving
weary souls
tilt faces up
to drink
echoing sweet hallelujahs
I will give you rain in due season,
and the land shall yield her increase
and the trees of the field yield their fruit.
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As we travel on the road our Lord has placed before us, it's nice to meet a friend along the way. Thank you for stopping to leave a few or many words, I'm always interested to read your thoughts.
blessings and love,
in His service,
in the fire,