His Healing Love

 In the quiet of the evening

When the chores have all been done

And there's time for meditation

As we watch the setting sun,

It is then we count the blessings

That have fallen down like rain.

As our God has walked beside us,

Guiding, caring, once again.

Was the road so steep and narrow

As we struggled through or day?
Were there obstacles to slow us

And to make us lose our way?

That was when God's love was strongest

For He heard us call His name,
And He held us all the closer,

Giving hope for us to claim.

For our Father's love is endless

And it shows in every way -

In skies awash with windswept clouds

And seas of foam-flecked gray;

We feel it in the evening breeze

And hear it in their cry

As gulls wheel freely in their flight

Across the evening sky.

As Spring awaits the Summer,

Then blends quickly into Fall,

And the coldest Winter breezes

All give way to robin's call.

We embrace all Nature's healing,

Put aside our cares and strife,

Hear the music of Creation

In God's symphony of life.

~ Helen M. Motti

So faith, hope, love remain, these three;

but the greatest of these is love.

I Corinthians 13:13