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Like the weather, Lord,
my spiritual life is sometimes
bright and breezy,
sunny and clear...
But sometimes, Lord,
it's cloudy and threatening,
stormy and freezing...
And at other times, still
it's parched and lifeless,
it's parched and lifeless,
dry as a bone...
Sometimes my soul is
partly cloudy, unseasonably cool,
or dampened by passing showers...
So help me remember, Lord:
weather patterns may come and go
and rise and fall with shifting pressures,
sometimes high, and sometimes very low...
weather patterns may come and go
and rise and fall with shifting pressures,
sometimes high, and sometimes very low...
Help me remember
that storm fronts yield to clear blue skies,
clouds bow out as sun shines through,
frost gives way to warmth's return
and winter yields to springtime hope...
Whatever the weather in my soul today,
help me find you, Lord,
in clear skies or clouds,
in sunshine or rain,
in the temperate or tempest,
in gusting high winds
help me find you, Lord,
in clear skies or clouds,
in sunshine or rain,
in the temperate or tempest,
in gusting high winds
or a soft, gentle breeze...
Help me find you whatever the season or clime,
in summer and fall, in winter and spring,
in the north and the south, in the east and the west,
help me find you, Lord, whatever the weather:
be the calm, the warmth, the kiss of a breeze
stirring ever so gently within my soul...
Amen.
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