Until Then Graphics-Bless the Lord, O my Soul

"Talking Through The Storm"
by
Judith Johnson Kypta

The lightening was flashing
Rain was falling hard and fast....
The thunder was clashing
All was dreary and downcast

Sitting near the window.......
I stared out at the gloom
Only the bright... Candle glow
Brought comfort, to the room

As the rain kept... Falling
Beating hard, against the earth
Another log, I ended hauling
To the fire, from the hearth

I began speaking ... Very softly
To the "Lord" about some things
I marveled at the pleasure, that
Talking to him brings......

I could feel his gentle presence....
As I talked, for what seemed hours
I thanked him for the falling rain
For it would bring, the flowers

I thanked him for the trees......That
Gave the logs, for the fire
I praised him for the warmth
That I felt in this.... Hour

Then I rocked a little while
Sitting quietly ...In my chair
Enjoying His sweet presence......
For, I could feel him near

The rain became a drizzle
Bright lightning, ceased to be
The fire, now......Just a fizzle
Clouds, moved toward the sea

I was thankful for the storm
As it gave a chance for talk
To my Lord, Who gently Guides
Through my life, as I walk.....

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