The Snow Continues To Fall
The snow continues to fall.
Does it tend to temper us all?
Does adverse weather sometimes become
The tool that is needed to humble some?
To make us better and make us strong.
To better stand for right and against the wrong.
The bitter cold, the ice, tumultuous rain, and wind,
We try to resist what our earth will send.
We can try to withstand with all our might
But against stronger forces it’s hard to fight.
We can only absorb what nature throws.
We can only garden what the creator sows.
Is it all by chance that these calamities persist?
The forces are so strong that we can’t resist.
Our eyes can only see pain though their mist.
The pain contorts and compels me to shake my fist.
Yet to some it seems that life is a game of gain.
They can’t see the eye of life’s hurricane.
Their hearts turn to ice. They’re bitter and cold.
Can they reverse the order as their souls are sold?
Does the ice surround the heart just to make it cold?
Can the heart melt if we comfort and hold
Our neighbor who is hurt and in more pain?
There will be winds and so much more rain.
But we all can withstand all kinds of weather
If we melt our hearts by coming together.
Please send us strong winds and the icy cold
If it will make us compassionate and bold.
Send us our medicine, be they bitter pills
If it tempers our resolves and strengthens our wills,
If it’s to serve a benevolent God and no other,
And compel us to love every sister and brother.
The landscape is reshaped. Is it just for fashion?
Please my benevolent God, please show your compassion.
The earth moves below and the sky above.
God, please show us a miracle, show us your love.
Please make suffering short, help us heal, let us see.
More miracles as have been found in our beloved Haiti.
The earth will move, the winds will blow
But God will watch wherever we go!
The snow continues to fall on us all,
Perhaps until we all can hear His call.
Thank You Lord!
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