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Intoxicating
by Abby Kelly How good of you Lord, to wrap another day In pre-storm quiet and low-hung gray. Sweet, tingly scent of fresh-cut grass Hangs lazy, expectant in the air. Silence pierced as with tiny holes, By bird-song here and there. The air is due for washing, Pollen latent, clings to walls and walks where, In minutes or hours, pure rain Will leave them clean and bare. How Good is God--Creator God! To mold the world for me! And add the redbud highlights as far as I can see. Intoxicating beauty, I try to hold my breath, And wish, as Joshua, "Sun stand still", Let worship resound in me! In kind deference, God gifted me this world While cold and undeserving my fists still clenched and curled. But in this gift so undeserved, He radiates Himself, In quiet, sweetness, and cleansing rain. Right here I've come to know Him, Right here to understand, The vastness of His love for me, The perfection of His plan. My soul awakes, revives to sing, My fists loosen and relax. For here within His goodness Drunken by His beauty, Mesmerized by love... I give with abandon all I have So frail compared to this. But in all He has, He only wants--what I alone can give: My trust, my faith, surrender, My life to largest hands, The ones who sculpted all this world, This intoxicating land. Learn more about me on my website: http://predatory-lies.com/about-me/ Please find my book on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Surviving-Predatory-Lies-Anorexia-Kelly-ebook/dp/B00HFGMBJA/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1389645006&sr=8-1&keywords=predatory+lies Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |