The Song

Every day is a bit of poetry
Every hour is a song
We as the choir
Have to decide how to sing along.

There will be times of sadness
And also times of pain
Days without the joy we long for
When we fear we will never smile again.

But the song that the Father gave us
Stays there within our spirit
Waiting for the quietness
When we are in tune enough to hear it.

We learn to hear it in the quiet times
When things are their best
And in the times of trouble or despair
It drowns out all the craziness.

The song is there to comfort us
In those times of pain or trial
It reminds us that He loves us
That we are his beloved child.

Keep your heart in tune
With the Father every day
Listening for the song of love
That He sends your way.

Thena

So very true. It is sometimes hard to quiet down and listen for his small, still voice. Sometimes he has to clobber me over the head though. Loved these stanzas:

Every day is a bit of poetry
Every hour is a song
We as the choir
Have to decide how to sing along.

But the song that the Father gave us
Stays there within our spirit
Waiting for the quietness
When we are in tune enough to hear it.