Our Father knows what's best for us, so why should we
We always want the sunshine, but He knows there must be
We love the sound of laughter and the merriment of cheer,
But our hearts would lose their tenderness if we never shed
For growing trees are strengthened when they withstand
and the sharp cut of the chisel gives the diamond grace
God never hurts us needlessly, and He never wastes our pain,
For every loss He sends us is followed by rich gain.
And when we count the blessings that God has so freely sent,
We'll find no cause for murmering, and no time to lament.
For our Father loves His children, and to Him all things are
So He never sends us pleasure when the soul's deep need is
So whenever we are troubled, and when everything goes
We know God's working in our hearts, to make our spirit
I read this this morning as I sat on my porch listening to the rain come down. I thought I would share it with you all. I am slowly learning to thank God for the rain in my life and even the storms. I can feel my roots going deeper and I am getting stronger. There are so many shallow people and I don't want to be one of them. So, today I will praise Him for the storms!