The Bread Of Life

Thank You, Lord, for letting me live
Until You come again.
For, you are with me every day.
And, forgive me of my sin.

I see you in each flower that blooms.
Your beauty is everywhere.
I hear your voice from a song bird.
And, I know that you are always there.

I kneel in adoration,
By the brook where the cool water flows.
I am nourished with milk and honey,
And warmed by the bright sun that glows.

I feel your cool breeze that surrounds me
And your presence in all of mother nature,
Which gives solace to all my being.
For, You are the bread of life to nurture.

Let me step in your foot prints of time,
That my life will have meaning to you.
Oh, Lord that I be anointed with Your goodness,
So Your home will be mine, too.

Amen

 Copyright Leslie M. Willson, Sr.
 LMWillson@aol.com