Counting The Ways Poem by Rebecca Navarre

Somedays feel so gray. As I turn
off the tv and wonder how, can this
old world and life ever be okay. But
Dear God you amaze me in so many
ways. The flowers that spring up so
brightly in May. The towering tree's
that so gently sway. The horse's in
the field, as so peacefully they graze.
The baby bunnies under the fern's,
that shyly peak out at me, as hide and
seek they play. The song from the radio
Come Jesus Come, just as I stop to pray.
And as I take a deep breath, I think Thank
You Dear Lord, for the countless beauty
you paint into each day! .. Oh Thank You
Heavenly Father, that just like the stars even
when unseen, your love will Forever surround
us and stay.