My Savior God

As the sun sets to another day I think of all the things in my life. The grass, the wild flowers, the gentle breeze, fruit, friends, and my Savior God. Then I think, what would life be without all the tough stuff too? How can there be light if there is no darkness to purge? How can we know the difference? Therefore; how can we say we love the good when we only know the good from fighting the bad? So let me say this: as t darkness of night comes, the stars are able to shine even more brightly and I think of all the things that give me the life God loves. The grass, the wild flowers, the cool gentle breeze, fruit, friends, tears, storms, night, betrayal, hurt, pain, sadness, grief, and my Savior God.