Poetry

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Rains will often come and go
And sometimes leave us blessed.
Other times they seem to leave
A person quite distressed.

But God who sends the rain on all;
The just and unjust too,
Reminding us He loves us.
And that His love is true.

When we see the darkness;
We think upon His word.
He clothed the lovely lily;
He feeds the little bird.

Our focus shifts to Who He is;
For He gives only good.
Then we see the "rain" in light
Of what He said we should.

The rain that floods the rivers,
Brings the soil relief,
The sun that parched the arid land
Brings smoggy land no grief.

Each one has a purpose
To bring about his plan;
Although we may not see it yet
Or even understand.

Submitting to His perfect will
And walking through the pain
Will set our hearts to singing
And dancing through the rain.

And though you cannot see it now
If you'll just look to Him.
The way will never seem so long;
His light will never dim.

I know we all have rain that has fallen but may it refresh us to remember His grace is sufficient and His plan is perfect. Love, Diane
II Cor. 9:8

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