Stirring winds of thought

I heard the gentle tinklingof the wind chimes.I cannot see the wind or touch it,but it is there,reminding me of God's great power and love.

I cannot see His love, butit is here.I can feel itin my heartas it stirs the gentle wind chimesof my thought.

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