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The Dust of God's Feet (Part Ii)

The waters flow. The land drinks. The pools are filled with the small rain and the great rain of His strength upon the just and unjust. The earth brings forth herbs meet for those who dressed it; receiving blessings from God with fruitful seasons, our hearts are filled with food and gladness. This is His witness. As He cuts a channel for the torrents and a path for the thunderstorm, His doctrine drops as rain upon mown grass and upon the mountains that grass may grow. His speech distils as dew into streams with goodness from the morning cloud, and he even covers the bottom of the sea until the thick cloud is wearied. The bright cloud is scattered, wherein the lord ascends. Fair weather comes out of the north in golden splendor, as the tender grass springs out of the earth by the bright shining after rain; on the good and evil His sun does shine. So shall God come in awesome majesty with power and great glory will be appear. His strength is in the clouds. Heaven is His throne and earth is his Footstool. He will walk upon the wings of the wind in his faithfulness that reaches as high as the clouds, and his favor is as a cloud of the latter rain to provide food abundantly, the corn of Heaven, as did the former. And as many of us who have partook of His bread shall be gathered into the harvest receiving a blessing from God, being caught up in the clouds evermore to be with Him to see Him as He is.

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