Through My Window

Outside my frosted window pane,
I've watched the snowfall, and the rain.
I've seen the seasons come and go.
And watched the breezes softly blow.

I've seen God's creatures scurrying by,
And watched the eagles soar on high.
I've heard the raindrops kiss the leaves,
And felt God's whisper in the breeze.
 

 
I see God's hand as seasons pass,
And watch in awe from behind the glass.
From autumn's brilliant red and gold,
To winter nights of freezing cold.

When snow white flakes cover the ground,
No brighter diamonds can be found.
The trees and bushes seem to wear,
Crystal white jewels upon their hair.
 

 
And all the land is clean and white,
Now in God's world, all seems so right.
Then winter soon gives way to spring,
With new found life, and birds that sing.

Then through the earth, the flowers come,
To point their leaves up to the sun.
They grow, and bud, and soon will bear,
Fragrant flowers everywhere.
 

 
Then through my open window sill,
The flower's fragrance comes at will.
The smell of springtime fills the air.
The touch of God, beyond compare.

How great our Lord, my eyes can see,
Each Blessing that He gives to me.
For summertime is now at hand,
Beside my windowsill, I stand.
 

 
I stand and look out through the glass,
At all the changes that have past.
From winter's chilly, freezing days,
To springtime flowers, and summer's haze.

From autumn's colors, bold and bright,
To quiet days and peaceful nights.
The touch of God is everywhere,
As through my windowpane, I stare.
 
Written By:
 Helen Strayer
 
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Wishing you a quiet moment today
to see God's touch. . .
 
There is so much beauty to see - we simply must take the time to look.