Thursday July 21 2016  SEVERE STORMS

Sorry readers, but there will be no blog tonight.  It is partially written but computer is going in and out due to thunder and lightning storms.  It is a doozy.  Hopefully I will be able to post it in the morning.  Here is an older poem for you.  Tonight’s poem is already written but will refrain from sending it until the blog is completed as it is part of the blog.

I chose this one at random and it seems appropriate due to the ferocity of what wages around me this night.

AND MORNING COMES

By Kathleen Martens

November 18 2012

When night seems endless

Our spirit defenseless

Our sorrows overwhelm us

Our soul in fuss.

And our heart cries out

In muted shout

As unending hours

Deplete our power.

And darkness seems so thick

As if walled by brick

How to escape this lonesome space

As the hours run in place.

When the end seems near

Yet light does not appear

We remember who we are

Child of God who is never far.

And we cry out — “Lord come to me”

And from out distress He sets us free.

By our side sits His son

We open our eyes and morning comes.

Thank You God for protecting us this night during this noisy story.  I can here the sirens.

Thank You God for Your protection.

GOOD NIGHT AND GOD BLESS YOU.  MAY YOUR NIGHT BE SAFE.

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