Winter’s chill has come and past,

Memories linger of its frigid blast…

Strong winds howled with bitter groans

That left sore muscles and aching bones.

In my struggles He helps me grow,

That every part of me will know…

Whether in harsh days or in fair

I call on my Lord and He is there!

A gentle breeze flows on a warm day,

Soft cottony clouds float past my way…

I am truly blessed and adored

As I rest in the arms of my Lord.

He is there in every season,

Grants me life and gives it reason…

Christ is the source of strength and love:

He is my Savior, the Way to heaven above!

–Carl A. Gooch~ 03 February 2015

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