LETTING GOD LOVE US, by Evelyn B. Smith
LETTING GOD LOVE US
I read one time of an elderly woman…
A neighbor walking by…
“What are you doing Ruby”?
“Just sitting here letting God love me”, was her reply…
My mind…with some concern…wondered,
Have I lately…been still and let God love me…?
We rush about from task to task…
No time taken to be warmed by the sun…
Feel the wind lift our hair…
Marvel at first Spring Robin…
The green of the tulip peeping through…
The porch of yesteryear…the morning glory climbing,
The slowing of the heart beat..
The counting of our blessings…
All await us…in the white rocker…
On the sunny porch…
Letting God love us…
©Evelyn Smith 2015