Simple Things

Simple Thing’s

It’s the simple things I appreciate Father;

The smell of a soft summer’s day

Walking barefoot amongst freshly cut grass,

Rainbow raindrops that taste of wine…

It’s the small things that I notice Father;

The little ladybug crawling along my arm,

One white feather drifting down from Heaven

The scent of Jasmine in the air…

When doubt wages war on my soul,

During adversity and terror,

When fallen angels lay battered and broken,

You appear before me; my Salvation,

My Lord and Saviour…

by Mary Kate Kendall

03/05/2011