The Masters Stroke

Our circle in life will never be broke, If it is painted with the Masters stroke. For He alone paints masterpieces, With every stroke He shows His love never ceases. Check out the scene some springtime morn, Beautiful wildflowers in bloom and babies being born. I marvel at birds as they take flight, And enjoy the fun of a puppy as they nibble and bite. Watching little kittens they are such a delight, Or teaching a child how to fly his first kite. It’s the simple things in life that hold the most, Like savoring the flavor of a good sandwich made on toast. Holding a loved ones hand can mean so much, Giving and receiving a gentle touch. Everything we really need God has given to us for free, Our water, air, land, and even the forest so full of His trees. But man came along and said it was his, Could be the reason we are always in a tiz! Not wanting to share can blind us all, It all stays here on that final curtain call. If you enjoy what you have and except it as Gods gift, You’ll learn to appreciate life more you’ll feel the lift. So don’t be bitter, no never be hard, Just be grateful for what you have and thank the Lord.