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He’s There by L. M. Montes

Weather tempests mock and scowl,
grabbing with windy fingers, push and howl,
through it all our focus be,
on Him above who gives to me,
but sometimes we forget,
how life can get us wet,
turn away and look to nothing,
or stand and pray for hope or something,
just know that in your prayer,
God is with you, yes, He’s there.