'A Summers' Storm' Poem by Linda Winchell

The sky opened up,
As oceans of rain fell down.
Shock waves, cloud rumbles,
Could be felt all around.

Was the might of God's hand,
As He quenched sin ridden lands'.
With only a finger,
Is the might of this Man!

He spoke not a word,
But all which did hear.
Was that of noticeable strength,
That our Lord God was still here.

Some fear struck those hearts,
Yet not surrendered too Him.
To give of ones' self,
To relinquish their sins.

For one day as was written,
In Bible History you know?
Of our Lords' return,
And then all will know.

Of the truth that was proclaimed,
Of our Lords' Jehovas' return.
To claim all the faithfull,
Leaving rest to Hell fires burn.

Take heed to the storms, that brew overhead,
For one day Resurrection,
Of Christs' Souls from the dead.

He prepares you the way,
His return will soon be.
He's still working on you,
He already has me.