Reminded

Reminded

I hear the distant rolling thunder

this afternoon

 and am reminded

Christ will come back for

His own some day soon.

I feel the sun, warm on my face after

a long stretch of dreary days

and am reminded

I have new life through Him

and His loving grace.

I smell the earth as I dig and plant

and am reminded

 the simplest smells are the most remembered

and most constant.

I see my daughter's smile after a long night of sleep

and am reminded

of what is truly precious and  at His feet I want to worship.

I see families in peril in country's far from my home

and am reminded

that God's will, at times, is not understandable and not my own.

God speaks in the thunder,

the fresh earth around. 

He speaks through a child's smile

as well as turmoil

in places where death and

pain are found.

Be Reminded

God is constant, perfect. 

He can so easily be found.

Look to His word and His world.

Expect Him to speak through These things,
His truth is all around.