* Talking and Walking With God
Walking in the Park, my feet
rustling, crunching on fallen leaves.
The warm Autumn sun shinning,
through the trees warming me.
I am so glad you decided to join me.
There are so many things to ask you?
Thanks, God for joining me on my walk
this day so many things I want to know.
Do you cry when people are so mean?
What do you do when you see things,
like that? Do you ever get angry at them?
Oh, God how could you not, be angry?
I get so out raged when I see others hurting,
your creation for their own sick enjoyment.
So I know God Your heart must break, over
a zillion times a day, tears streaming.
Make me understand how could so many not,
see that this beauty around them is from you?
For me when I hear the sounds of birds singing,
cats, dogs, children running laughing it is you.
It makes me smile to know you are here in,
all the beauty, even in all the storms we endure.
The storms we go through make us better people.
I thank-you for them because of who I am today.
God, do you laugh when you see kitties playing,
when children are laughing, running, having fun?
Do you cry when you see the innocence stripped,
away from these precious lives by the evilness?
Thank-you for walking and talking with me today.
on this path with the colored leaves that you made.
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