Wind howled through the trees;
tearing, biting, breaking me.
Storms of pain and suffering
Left a wasteland lost in grief.
As the storm began to settle;
Slowly, gently, little by little;
The gears stopped their grinding metal;
Silence came with gentle rebuttal.
Falling slowly from the sky,
Stars that twinkled in twilight
Covered the sorrowful, ugly sights;
Point by point they covered my life.
Not all at once, so suddenly,
Was the wreckage covered quickly;
But steadily, gracefully, gradually,
The snowflakes hid all misery.
Every speck of hope from above
Was sent to cover the ugly muck.
I say a prayer of thanks to God
For the snow I love so much.
P.S.: The answer to Riddle #2 is “Birch Trees.”
Laughing with my family about nothing in particular,
Friends joining in without having a clue;
Hurting from the straining of smiling and laughter,
Our cares disappear for a moment or two.
Our burdens are lighter when we’re with each other,
Two backs are stronger than one, I’m told;
Your joys and sorrows are shared with your brothers,
No need to try to endure it alone.
Christ, my Savior, will be mine forever,
Of that He is not doubtable;
He is Hope when there is none elsewhere,
Security infinitely valuable.
“For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”
Psalm 30:5 (KJV)
The last line is what really caught my attention. It is a nugget that should be taken in the context of the whole, but it is also a timeless truth. For those who are Christ’s, those sealed with the Holy Spirit, our sadness and sorrow can only last for so long. Even if our sorrow lasts to the end of our life, our joy will last forever!
Sleep fixes a lot of things, but one thing that it always seems to do is reset a person back to default. You might only be “reset” for a few minutes until you remember your current plight, but God-given sleep is a rest that does more than just rest our bodies. Our minds, our souls, and our hearts are all given rest when we sleep. Thank God for sleep.
Sometimes, sadness and happiness come at the same time, like when it’s sunny and raining!
Drops fall down, down from above;
Each shines bright, as bright as the sun.
Even in sadness, sadness with tears;
Joy can be found, found without fear.
Droplets of dew, dew on the grass;
Each, a tiny lens, a lens made of glass.
Our eyes cannot see, see every blessing,
We see only us, and besides us, nothing.
Sunlight hits each, each a small star,
Illumined to brilliance, brightness seen afar.
Christ gives us light, and sight to see;
He is the source, the source of eternity.
So let the sun show, show its bright light;
To the lost world, a world without light.
We are the drops, the drops of sunshine;
To light up the world, the world for Christ.