I will point out the footprints
pressed down in the winter snow.
And I will ask the stars that come out at night
to tell me which way to go.
I will look for You beside the footprints
pressed down in the winter snow.
I will look up at the moon light
glowing through the trees.
I will look up at the beauteous leaves
and watch them as they fall.
And listen as they touch the earth
to hear each name they call.
I will search for You among
the golden leaves of Fall.
I will look for You by the oceanside
and listen to each eb and flow of the tide
wherein they shall surge forth.
Surely, the tide would let me know.
Shall I travel north?
I will wait for You there
along the sands of time.
I will whisper for You in the
silence of my soul
and listen to hear Your answer
to my spirit --
Behold.
I will reach for You even as
the sunlight hides its face.
And I will come sit by You
at Your majestic Throne of grace.
And ---
When this earthly realm
can no longer speak to me,
then I will look for You, oh Lord,
my comforter still to be.
Copyright (c) 2007 By Rev. Lainie Dowell.
The Mountainside Ministries. All rights reserved worldwide.
