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.
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2006
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