After sharing the message on Vision Sunday on how God is calling us to STRETCH the tent curtains wide, I got stretched literally the next day. Met up with a couple of guys from church to start a workout routine and all we did was mostly stretchin…
Everyone wants the sunshine.
“Oh, what a beautiful day,” they say,
as they pass by on the sidewalk
heading to the park
or a baseball game.
“Isn’t this the best weather?”
they ask,
unaware that there is –
standing beside them –
one who despises the very weather
they so adore.
“Well, really…” I begin to say,
“I wish it was raining.”
The air suddenly becomes tense,
and a look of absolute horror
lights upon their face.
I guess some people just don’t understand.
When the rain comes, I stand out in it.
I open my eyes and arms
and embrace the powerful drops
of refreshing peace
as they flood over me.
I feel like a new man – a new creation.
That’s why I love the rain.
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published September 2013.
Once you get past
all of the doubts and fears,
all of the harsh words and critical ideas,
you’ll find yourself
finally able to breathe.
Breathing is the first action,
and living,
really living,
follows after.
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published September 2013.
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