Cindy Winegarden

I wake in the morning, With praise on my lips, Thanking God for the day ahead. I kneel in the evening, With praise in my heart, Thanking God for the day I had.

You know that story in Luke 15 of the lost sheep that the shepherd leaves the others to find? Well, I’m part of that flock. I’m not that lost sheep, but another. Growing up, I was always, what you would call, a “good lamb.” I followed the Shepherd. I stayed with the flock. I did what I was supposed to do. But, when I look at the other animals, I felt ashamed to be a sheep. I, like others, would leave the pen to graze in the fields. When I was no longer a lamb, at times, I would hang out with...

The rain will come Gently To wash away the dirt My rain In the spring To cleanse you, clean you To remove the stains The shame The guilt So you will blossom And show my radiance My glory, my honour