Bubbling over, I begin to dance.
My shimmering light brings a trance.
Trickle, trickle, ripple, ripple.
The rapids rush me on.
Nearing now the earth’s cool edge,
I must fall to keep running along.
As I pass and entertain thee,
What do you see of me?
I’m a river, a lake, a little creek.
I flow from and return
To the depths of the sea.
Do not cry or worry for me.
I carry a message and a lesson for thee.
I have my share of troubles and woes,
Muddy waters, polluted shores,
Storms to blow and toss me at will.
But I will find my calm
When my Savior comes
And speaks, “Peace, be still.”
So let my glimmer of hope
Bring your smile as I glisten.
Pause upon my river banks
To give His whispers a listen.
6.10.2020 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: The wonder of God’s…
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gaillovesgod 
Oh Gail, this is so very beautiful! “When my Savior comes and speaks Peace Be Still…” Amen!! We long for that day, don’t we? No more suffering, lack or pain. Oh what glory to be in His all consuming, loving presence forever.
Your words move my very heart, Gail. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece with us. Sending my love & prayers for you and yours 🤗
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PTL! Yes we do… long for that day! All consuming… forever! ❤
I'm so glad He spoke to you! When He whispers, I hope to always obey! Me and God love you too, Holly! ❤ 🙂
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Smiles. Lovely.
We indeed have hope in Him. And it takes a listening ear to listen to Him, for the hope to come alive within us.
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Praise the Lord for His hope!
May we always listen! ❤
Me and God love you, Mercy! ❤
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Amen.
Love you too. ❤🤗
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