The spirit is alive yet sometimes we forget <br />Not taking enough time to be alone <br />With our Lord in peace and quiet <br />Choosing to sit down and fret <br /> <br />The rain pitter patters upon my roof <br />And it causes me to think upon our Lord <br />For even the rain can bring peace and rest <br />Even when fear and temptation <br />Had brought upon us a mighty test <br /> <br />As the rain drops slowly on this old tin roof <br />I feel the nudge of the “Holy Spirit” within <br />Saying to me: “this would be a good time to pray <br />For I have given you a rainy restful day” <br /> <br />Take time to thank me and count <br />The many blessings I have bestowed upon you <br />Take time to feel the closeness of my presence <br />Take time my child for me too <br /> <br />I love you child of mine <br />I am glad you stopped in <br />I hope we can visit one another <br />On a sunny or another dreary day <br />For I look forward to meeting with you again! <br />©2004 Becky LaPrarie<br /><br />Becky LaPrarie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spirit-moves-when-it-rains/
