The Earth is whirling, twirling, spinning, spinning, Turning from night to day and back again. The Earth is speeding, fleeting, through its Course in space appointed by the Master’ plan.
The Earth is hurrying, scurrying in its orbit day by day On its axis rotating daily, weekly, Monthly on its hastening way, To complete another year set by the Master’s plan.
Three months to a season, Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn. Each brings its anticipations, and joys for one and all. Winter, with the deep sleep of cold to rest the Earth. Spring, with a vibrant, fragrant awakening of the Earth. Summer, with flowers, warmth and rain to restore the Earth. Autumn, with golden trees, falling leaves, preparation for Earth’s rest. Again according to the Master’s plan.
What do I experience in each season? In Winter I see the work of God in the design of the snowflake. In Spring I feel softness of God in every bud and blade of grass. In Summer I know the gentleness of God in the rain upon the Earth. In Autumn I see the rich artistry of God as He paints the leaves of trees. And with each day He grants me to live, I find something to be grateful for That He has seen fit to let me see this day. For you see, I know that it is all part of The Master’s plan, held in the Master’s hand.
