I Touched God Today

I was waiting for the bus to come, standing with my kids, I was looking at the snowflakes coming down up on their heads. The beauty over took me all the sizes and the shapes. Then I realized that these snowflakes are made in a greater place. I looked at everyone of them so delicate with grace, I told the kids, they come from a very sacred place. At every little snowflake I suddenly beheld The face of God who made them and I thanked him from my heart. The face of God is everywhere if we just take the time to look Upon the beauty of the earth and in His mighty book, So when you want to complain, About the snow upon the ground Just watch the snowflakes, and you will see God is looking down. Copyright Diane Huggins

This poem is very special to me.  It was my first poem, and it was written just like it says.  The kids and I were standing at the bus stop watching the snow flakes. That day they were more beautiful than I have ever seen them.  They looked like beautiful cutout cookies, and it was then I thanked God for such beautiful works of art. I came in the house and in a matter of 15 minutes had this poem written. Thank you for stopping by my poetry pages from the heart, I hope you enjoy them.Please feel free to email me and let me know what you think.                                                Diane Huggins

Lyrics to Song Tis Winter Now Tis winter now; the fallen snow Has left the heav'ns all coldly clear; Through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow; And all the earth lies dead and drear, And yet God's love is not withdrawn; His life within the keen air breathes; His beauty paints the crimson dawn, And clothes the boughs with glittering wreaths. And though abroad the sharp winds blow, And the skies are chill and frosts keen, Home closer draws her circle now, And warmer glows her light within, O God! who giv'st the winter's cold As well as summer's joyous rays, Us warmly in they love enfold, And keep us through life's wintry days.