Today was so confusing; my life seemed like a blur.

And when I tried to focus,  my mind would only whir.

Then frustrated, I felt anger rising up within my being.
Out came words without regard to wounding they would cause.
In my tumbling state of mind, I really was not seeing ~
I was ugly on the outside, then something made me pause ~

I knew I needed to talk to the Lord and listen to His voice.
He answered me by telling me that actions are my choice.
I quickly moved, grabbed my coat and I put my tennys on!

Once away, into the sky my vision drifted far
The moon, already standing without a shining star.
The beauty of the Lord was spread before my eyes
As the sun went down, clouds engulfed the evening skies.
Before me was his canvas; as I watched, the colors blended!
I cried out and told the Lord, I thought I had been mended!
His sigh became the brush from my Master's hand
And the beauty of my Lord I tried to understand.

It stood before me -
beyond the mountains, throughout the sky
And reached as the moon rose up high.
Soon the stars were twinkling and the sun had gone away ~
My troubles began to drift as if they had to close the day!

Then there ~  The beauty of my Lord, AGAIN!
As before my eyes,
the burning colors began to disappear ~
And soon the night cloaked His canvas ~
But the stars and the moon through His cloak, shined so clear!
Still . . . the chill was now cutting ~
It was time to walk back home.
Though now I wasn't crying and I didn't walk alone.

I felt a sense of peace, as I faced the windy chill.
And remembered that he told me
that my actions are of my will.
Another stitch was made through me
for I am still being mended !
And the thread is of the colors,
that before my eyes were blended
By the beauty of my Lord!

I stand in awe of your beauty
My Savior, my Lord, my Master,
and my God!

DeLayne Victoria Perry