Day: March 20, 2025

OH LORD MY GOD

Oh Lord my God

I am in awesome wonder

I am aware and awake

And see Your wonder

Earlier today at about two

I see the sun reflecting off

Of the waves in a strobe-like way

It was very hypnotic and

I knew I must look away

There was the promise of

A rain storm this night

Thunder and lightning came

In ways that made fireworks look small

The water that fell filled brooks

And streams that flowed into rivers

Harm and disaster came to someone

And still being presumed safe

We look away and concentrate

On the brilliance in the sky

The light strikes; we see the horizon

The thunder roars; Your power is acknowledged

We have a storm at our border

Foolishness in leadership has

Allowed this to happen

People have reacted from all over the globe

The invitation was made clear

The costs of “benevolence” has

Not been considered

Borders must be protected or

We will have no country

This rush is part of the plan

Socialism brought in to destroy

The last great hope of the world

We have legal immigration which is good

If carried on in an equitable manner

We abandon our principals

As though we were god like and

Knew the consequence of our actions

Open up, open up, but ignore the plight of Cuba

The storm moves east, but rumblings

And slices of lightning still strike out

We have no power as the climate changes

Our great lake was made by a glacier

Now the false god of climate becomes a religion

Bold men make a fortune with their lies

Man cannot make floods or drought

These people do not care as they

Fly away in their private jets to

Give a lecture or receive an award

They spend countless millions

Promoting nothing but a lie

We all know that it is warm in

The summer and cold in the winter

Nothing we do can change that

Yes, Lord, when I consider

All the worlds Thy hands have made

And when I see the stars, the strobe lights

And all the power You have displayed

I feel the sadness of how we have looked away

Unwilling to simply follow You

I am not ready to come home to You

There is still much work to do

I pray for grace, and bow in adoration

And I proclaim, how great Thou art

Your power throughout the universe

Should be seen and acknowledged

But trifle people ignore your blessings

And seek power in order to control

The dark angels lost their battle

And these fools will perish, too

Because You will come like

Lightning and thunder and we

Will shout with acclamation and

Bow in humble adoration and

Sing our souls how foolish we are

And how great art Thou

The thunder still roars and

The sky lights up and sadly

We forget to connect with Thee

Until maybe it is too late

Stanski

Mar 20,2025, ^