Nicole Nordeman/Every Season
Seasons of life can create patterns
in the patchwork of our mind
Some we choose to stitch together
others we try to leave behind
If in haste we judge the present
with feelings tattered and torn
No tender thought upon the days event
nor to the memory it has born
Then all profit of its worth is lost
for nothing can take its place
Recollection would bring a pain to heart
because of what we've left to face
Missing God's blessing of the experience
not cherishing time before it's spent
One moment seems to never end
another we wonder where time went
Father so often we take for granted
the gentle love you pour into
Every hour of each day
of every season we live through..
Psalm 90:12 Teach us to number our days aright that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Please forgive us God
Sometimes we forget
to be thankful for the seasons...
Lisa Patricoff 1996
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