In the silence, do you wonder,
What will tomorrow bring?
If it is a time of trouble,
Then to this moment, we will cling.
 

We have no proof of our tomorrow,
but as a child of God we know,
Like the fields so white and clean,
He can wash us white as snow.

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So we can face whatever
for blessings are in store,
soak up God's sweet peacefulness,
and appreciate Him more.

See glory in this mystery
for God is in command,
as pure white, snowy flakes fall
softly covering the land...

Written by Verna Parks