Splendor Poem by Ronette Latrice

Splendor

What man can be a comforter, a Father, and a Friend? Not one, no not one.

O Lord, how I marvel at your splendor
How I marvel at your majesty.
How you make the trees bend at the simple blow of your breath
How you kiss me with your warm lips of sunlight
How you sing sweet lullabies while the earth trembles at your feet.

O Lord, how I marvel at your beauty
How you wash away my tears with your healing power
How you cleanse the earth and my soul with your rains.

Lord, each day you amaze me more and more by allowing me to witness the power of your awesomeness. Lord, I long for the day of your return, when I will be caught up to reign with you forever and ever. Blessings upon your Holy Name.