Footprints In the Sand
FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND
There is excitement in the air!
There is a disturbance in the airwaves!
The dogs are restless.
The birds have disappeared
The air is still, like its waiting!
We are in for a storm of note!
The pressure cooker is building.
The clouds are swirling.
The Holy Spirit is waiting to talk!
Listen to the breeze blowing,
The Pine trees are whispering.
He’s here. He’s here, your time is near!
Waves are crashing, storm clouds gathering.
Sunsets are red and orange with anticipation!
The Holy Spirit is calling,
Beckoning you to follow.
God’s finger, a shadow on the sand.
Listen and hear,
Run and be near.
Follow the footprints in the sand!
By Maxie MacDonald
(Luke 3:16) John answered them all, "I baptize you with water. But one more powerful
than I will come, the thongs of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. He will baptize
you with the Holy Spirit and with fire.
(Matthew 3:16) As soon as Jesus was baptized, he went up out of the water. At that
moment heaven was opened, and he saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove and
lighting on him.
Copyright © Maxie Macdonald | Year Posted 2018
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