Storms may come but His love never bends

Monday's Message

One day at a time

One place in my mind

Is where you will find

This mysterious love of mine

 

I would share it with you,

But it was a gift to me

Something precious

I hold on to so dearly

 

The gift of motherly love

To know what it is like to have and to hold a newborn son

and that type of love cannot be undone

 

It is irreplaceable

Rooted so deep

Highly unshakeable

 

This love I speak of

Is like the love You have for us, oh Lord

Never ending

The wind blowing

But the tree is not bending

 

You hold on to us

Even when we cannot give enough

Even when our life seems to unravel

And we come undone

You lift us up

Still giving us love

 

A love like a mother has when she looks at her son

Like a Father and a daughter

With a bond thick as mud

Lord, You never give us up

We are mere mortals
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So undeserving of Your gracious love

and my prayer today is that we can give back

Even just an ounce of that love

Lord, let us be your light from above

Here on earth as your daughters and sons


​-Abigail Rice