Sunday, August 2, 2015
Ph: Love: Just A Passing Cloud Comments
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I am the author of all of my pain
And the well spring of all my delight
I bare my heart, choose to let both come in
Though my mind wrestles them in the night.
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Brian Johnston
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8/7/2025 7:52:54 AM # 1.0.0
My own life is a mere passing cloud, Windblown unless I can live in Your Love And the shade that I offer allowed. Beautiful poem! Yes, our life on Earth is just like a passing cloud! If we can fall on someone as a cooling drizzle while they walk in sweltering heat or be a shade above, in their journey through the desert, God will be pleased with our lives! Never knowing that this life is a precious gift from God, we grumble and complain! A 10