Clouds Form the Stepping Stones To Heaven
CLOUDS FORM THE STEPPING STONES TO HEAVEN
Clouds form the stepping stones to Heaven.
I count them each day as I pray.
There are more than seven.
God puts them there every day.
They lead to mountains and forests of green,
the most beautiful world that I've ever seen.
Rivers that carpet the earth with blue.
Everything God said is true.
Climb to God's Kingdom and you will see
marbled mountains and leafy trees,
flowers that never, never die.
You can reach God if you try.
It takes faith to climb a cloud
far beyond the city crowd.
People who watch say it can't be done,
but I climb them each day with God's Son.
Janet Marie Bingham
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