What are miracles, from where do they
come?
How do we trust what we can’t see
or touch?
To let go of fear when all’s said and
done,
and believe God loves us so much.
It’s a question we’ve all had from
time to time.
We can’t touch the wind but
it’s there.
When things go unplanned and out faith’s
hard to find,
angels fill the air.
I thought of a snowflake, no two the
same,
mountains that kiss the sun,
galaxies far reaching infinite
domains,
all of the work God has done.
No mortal being could create
such wonders.
Only he and he alone.
Even the stars and roaring
thunder
that are part of our earthly home.
He made them all, including our souls
he knows our every prayer,
so don’t question miracles,
just trust and believe God is everywhere!
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