This is the real world
where thunder reels the world.
The wild wind steals the world.
The huge sky fits the world.
The lightning splits the world.
The ocean tips the world.
The earthquake rips the world.
The mountains top the world
And wartime rocks the world.
But they can't burn the world
'cause God's hand turns the world.
And it won't end 'till he wants it to.
Even so...come, Lord Jesus, come.
As beautiful as earth can be,
the better world needs not the sun.
Only the Son.
Love the thoughts, Micaela! :)
ReplyDeleteWow, nice! Where did you get the picture?
ReplyDeleteRemember the fire across the cornfield a couple years ago? We walked down the street to see the smoke, and I brought a camera.
DeleteI love the picture!
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