Father, at times You enter our life
With gale force winds that gust and blow.
Like a tree that is whipping
And bowing in its force, so are we.
Your cleansing hurricane loosens all
That needs to be blown out of our life.
Your breath blows away the last remnants
That try to cling to stripped branches
Until we stand as a bare,
Stark tree before Your face.
LORD we submit our lives into Your care.
Cause our roots to go down deep
Into Your love.
excerpt from A Tree Shaken by Maria Egilsson
Slowly filling in gaps and thought this was a good image and verse for the beginning of the year, blowing away the remnants and starting fresh after being stripped bare. Thanks for viewing today!
