Simple Things

If you face a raging sea
without a way to flee;
God can make a way of escape
in any form, size, or shape.

Five stones and a slingshot
is all it took.
Goliath fell down like a book
as they all took a look.

God sent Elijah, the prophet,
to a little brook;
he was fed from the ravens
as God undertook.

He used a little boy's lunch
for others to munch.
It was a simple fare
but there was plenty to spare.

God can make a way.
If your heart does not stray.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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