Turn
The storm clouds darken the sky around them,
and we all go on with our sometimes meaningless task...
tasks unless they are built upon the solid rock of Jesus
are all for naught.
Do not refuse to see the golden, sun shinning its liquid rays
through, in, and around the clouds gathering masses.
Don't you get caught building your dreams on the shifting sands.
Let the Lord your God lead you into the promised land where
fear is not a part of.
For His land is ultimately the land of where true love abides.
So turn the tides of hate and despair and let us once more
have a care for our lives, our souls and others.
Alas, and let us always remember that we have a heavenly Father
who cares for each of our lives so much, that He sent the person
of His only Begotten Son who died for us; rose again so that we
could always have His light to see by.
S.E. Clark copyright 2015
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