Those that are planted in the house of the LORD
will flourish in the courts of God. PSALM 92:13
Father, at times You enter our life
With gale force winds that gust and blow.
Like a tree that is whipping
And bowing in its force, so are we.
Your cleansing hurricane loosens all
That needs to be blown out of our life.
Your breath blows away the last remnants
That try to cling to stripped branches
Until we stand as a bare,
Stark tree before Your face.
LORD we submit our lives into Your care.
Cause our roots to go down deep
Into Your love.
Your word promises
That those who are planted
In the house of the LORD, will flourish
In the courts of our God.
Father, let green leaves and fruit
Flower once again
As we learn to abide in You.