Poetry Comfort Is...

Cuddling under covers piled     Too high to see on a brr cold day.First thing in the morning--hot tea.Popcorn with a friend     And a favorite movie.A warm hug when life is all to pieces.It is knowing God cares for me,Finding when I ask Him,He comes inside,And walks beside each day.Bringing help, hope, and peace,As He leads all along the way.By Carolyn R ScheidiesRead more like this in The God Connection