Where is the quiet place that you are longing for?
Is it in those empty times when waiting to do more?
Can you find contentment in the solitude of living?
Or does is come in simpler ways, like doing and forgiving.
God comes to us in many ways and most times when it’s silent,
But listen hard and you will hear His voice in every moment.
He whispers when we’re troubled, he soothes when we’re in pain,
You’ll see Him in creation, his voice is clear and plain.
He’s in the heat of summer and when the leaves do fall,
And in the cold of winter, you’ll hear His personal call.
When spring’s refreshing waters wash everything in sight,
You’ll hear His voice assure you of His overpowering might.
Within the busy moments of life’s demanding pressures
He opens up His altar and He shares His greatest treasures.
Each moment He’s available to answer every prayer,
Just open up your heart to Him and He will be right there.
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Where is the lovely painting that goes with your lovely poem?
❤
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I have to check with Paul to be sure, but I believe it’s a small quaint town in
Wisconsin. He paints on the spot and will remember. I love it for its charm. Reminds me more of a European site.
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Kathy, I meant that Paul’s painting is not shown here anymore – is the link broken?
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I usually take down the picture after a day or two. My media file fills up quickly.
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