By Elizabeth Prata
We worship an orderly God, whose prophecies, whose seasons, whose mankind progresses according to His will. What a blessing it is to know we submit to a God who is perfect, whose mighty hand is outstretched to make Himself known and His works are a wonder.
See the poem by Kay Cude on the art below or transcribed below that. Enjoy your day of rest.
GOD’S PURPOSE IN THE SEASONS OF LIFE
Foamy crystal drops of damp, and he alights with ease;
To rest upon a liquid bed, his heart content and pleased;
To linger there and end his day, the journey hard and long;
the banks call out to lay upon, this heart by rest made strong…
kay cude, 2007 AD
To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven….
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down,
and a time to build up.
Ecclesiastes 3:1, 3
Image by Dave Massey, 2008. Text by author Kay Cude purposed solely for non-profit, non-commercial sharing. Image without text available at http://www.natures-desktop.com/imagelarge/1600×1200/158/swan-landing-lake.php
Posted with permission.
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