THE LORD'S SHOES

 

                                                                         
             

THE LORD’S SHOES        ( October 2011)

  by Marggie Rassler

 

Where does the Lord,

Take off His shoes,

To rest, to gaze, to ponder?

Where does He pause to smile  

Then sing, as children play and wander?

 

Where does the Lord sit for a time,

To hear the wind's soft whisper,

And views fall leaves,

Swaying down from trees,

As happy frolicking sisters?

 

Where does the Lord paint

Party streamers, on evening skies,

Like rainbow sprays from fountains?

Where does He go to see the sun,

Play Hide and Seek with mountains?

 

Where does He trace,

The walks of fawn,

To food in early dawn?

Where does He teach the morning call,

To a rooster standing tall?

 

In Blairsville, Georgia,

When fall is preaching,

And nature’s choir,

My heart is reaching,

I see His Shoes…

And take off mine.

 

 

             “Moses! Moses! Take off your sandals, for you are standing on holy ground.”

                                                                               Exodus 3:4,5

                                                                              

              “He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.”

                                                                              Zephaniah 3:17