" God's Thunder Storm", by Brenda G.Partridge-Brown Subscribe to rss feed for Brenda G.Partridge-Brown

This morning I was awaken by the loud sounds of God's
thunder claps, flashing lighting, followed by God's might
rushing rain, moving quickly pass my window pane!
The trees were reaching out their long branches to drink
freely from God's rain.
While mother earth opened her mouth too do the same.
The thunder storm is passing over now, but the sun is still
asleep. Even in this early morning darkness, the birds all
have a song to sing.
What a wonderful time for sleeping and dreaming dreams!
Thank you God!!! 
Posted: 2011-10-19 03:24:23 UTC

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