The Breeze

Writing has been sparse for a number of reasons not the least of which was an enjoyable week at camp with our students. Each morning we invited our students to spend some quiet reflective time with the Scripture listening to the Spirit of God. One morning I found the breeze exceptionally refreshing and wrote the following poem.

The Breeze

The stillness is broken as it moves
Moves through the tall oaks and pines – swiftly
Swiftly the limbs move form side to side
Side to side exposing the breeze

Breeze coming from who know where
Where we sit or walk we feel its relief
Relief brought by Him who gives relief through Jesus to all

About the Author
Husband to Patty. Daddy to Kimberly and Tommie. Grandpa Doc to Cohen, Max, Fox, and Marlee. Pastor to Snow Hill Baptist Church. Graduate of Oklahoma Baptist University and Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. Reading. Photography. Golf. Colorado. Jeeping. Friend. The views and opinions expressed here are my own and should not be construed as representing the corporate views of the church I pastor.