Thursday, May 22, 2008

The Rain



In a flower bed there are beautiful flowers
They are standing up facing the sun
They are happy
people admire them
They know God put them there to help people
Then a storm approaches
The flowers are nervous
The storm knocks them down
After the storm they lie on the ground
They look defeated
Then God sends the sun
They began to stand up
Soon they are more beautiful than before
and they understand better

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Christy,

Chills, I say chills up my spine.
Hummmmmmmmmmmmm.......
Love,
Shan

Christy said...

Is that a good thing Shannon?
Love,
Christy

Anonymous said...

It is a good thing, Christy !!!!!
Your words make alot of sence and speaks for themselve.
We all have many storms..........
Love,
Shan

Reed said...

Very beautiful metaphor. Thank God the stroms pass and the sun always comes back out and picks us back up again. Right?

Christy said...

Thanks girls!! Yes, the flowers do stand back up!!
Love,
Christy

Anonymous said...

CHRISTY....THIS IS BEAUTIFUL!! AND THIS ALSO REALLY HELPED ME TODAY! IT DID MAKE ME CRY...CUZ YOU KNOW I'M IN A STORM RIGHT NOW....BUT THIS POEM REMINDS ME OF GOD'S LOVE (NO MATTER WHAT).....AND FILLS ME WITH HOPE!
THANKS AGAIN GIRL!!
LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH!!! JENNY

Christy said...

Yes, Jenny...God loves us no matter what. The storm will pass....
Love,
christy