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December 10, 2021
At the Bottom of it all, God
I really don't know what it's like I sometimes think I do, but I don't I really don’t have an idea at all I think I feel often overwhelmed when uncomprehended sadnesses cast long dark shadows on my soul yet they pass and in my right mind I can't say anything about them and I really know my life is too grand to lose myself upon a sea of tears joy does not fleet, if unseen, is not made less real for its unseeing I know, I know beyond remotest doubt this life I live owns another's envy love, home, warmth, food, toil constant unconsidered blessings and firm beneath the bottom of it all my reliable unyielding foundation my hope, my life, my endless joy God alone!
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At the Bottom of it all, God A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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