I wrote the following poem in 1984, shortly after the death of my father. Those of you who know me, know that my father was not a nice man. I was going through some heavy grief, not for what I had lost- but for what I never had. I was in a very dark place in my life- but as with all times of trial in our lives- even when there is no light to be seen, God was ever present. I do believe that HE wrote this for me. I still have it posted in my kitchen as a constant reminder of HIS promise.
The sun may not always shine
and the rainbow may not always appear after the storm-
but I know that they're still there.
I may be loaded down with one problem after another
and I may spend hours upon hours crying.
But I know that behind the clouds,
and in spite of the storm-
the sun and the rainbow are still there.
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