My Father's Storehouse
From heaven's vast storehouse
My Father provides;
He dispenses His blessings,
right where I reside.
When I stop and contemplate
how my needs are met,
I stand in amazement,
I've not one regret!
There's food on my table,
a roof o'er my head,
clothes for all seasons
and a warm, comfy bed!
His mercy and grace
are spread far and wide,
and those who believe
are well satisfied!
Christine Tate has been writing since 1994. She's the mother of 3 sons and has 8 grandchildren. She was widowed in 2007 and met her husband Artie, a widower with 6 children & 12 grandchildren, in a nursing facility where their mothers resided. They've been happily married 4 1/2 years. They describe their meeting as "God's divine appt." because of their faith, and the fact that they swore they'd never marry again.
yes, indeed - a lovely uplifting write, my friend
ReplyDeleteThank you for your thoughtful comment Jack. Good wishes, Chris~
DeleteThis is a truly wondrous write my friend! You have delighted me by your comforting words here this morning. What a brilliant piece, Great work.
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How kind your words are. They lift me up & encourage me Rusty. Thank you so much for reading this poem. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Good wishes, Chris~
DeleteBeautiful thoughts to ponder upon Christine, for the blessings we are given by our heavenly father we are thankful for each day. Blessings sent with love, Lee
ReplyDeleteThanks for leaving your lovely comment Lee. Yes, the Lord sends wonderful blessings, how grateful we should be. Blessings sent back to you with love...Chris~
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