Handprints Appear In the Snow
one snowy wintry night. i lay asleep dreaming, it is the quiet of the night that lets you
go on dreaming. as i awake the very next day i want to go outside and play in the snow.
ive made my footprints in the snow and it is clear i dont know which way to go. as
handprints appear in the snow, i follow with my footprints, that now know which way to
go. during times of not knowing which way to go, it was the handprints of the lord
pulling me through the snow.
Copyright © Deborah Rains | Year Posted 2005
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