Sunday, October 15, 2017

Raidrops and Butterflies - Re-posted

I watched the rain run down the pane
And pool upon the sill.
I thought how dreary winter is,
It cannot be God’s will.
 
The rain poured on unceasingly
And my spirits drooped low
For winter has only begun
With many months to go.
 
The sun broke through for just a flash,
A dazzle caught my eye
For there, caught in a spider’s web,
Was a bright butterfly.
 
Small raindrops glittered on a web
Shaped like a butterfly,
And all that I could do was grin
As new rain hit the sky.

For God knew what my heart needed
Without my asking Him.
And all it took was that small joy
To turn bright,what was grim!  

Proverbs 17:22
A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

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