Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

There are times that I do not notice You


There are times that I do not notice You
when a friend is robbed in his own house,
when another motorist tries to push me off the road,
when a toothache almost drives me off my head

but then the weavers and sparrows in the garden
chatter and twitter
and the doves sing their songs of praise
about everything that comes from Your hand

and the deep red colour of roses do astonish me,
and I notice an iris flowering unexpectedly in spring,
and a bush of daisies carries yellow and orange flowers
and it’s as if the daylilies dance in the wind

and with every beautiful sunrise
I experience Your presence
and know that the powers of darkness
are increasing their rebellion

but that You are still standing omnipotent at my side
and the impression of Your love is in everything around me.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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