She walked along the old dirt road,
Her weary head bent low;
Despair and sorrow weighed her down;
Her halting steps were slow.
Life delivered its cruel blows
Her spirit to destroy;
Heartache and disappointment came
That robbed her of her joy.
Rain left its muddy puddles there
Along the road she trod;
But as the sun began to rise,
She caught a glimpse God.
Reflecting on the mud puddles
In midst of her despair,
The Glor'ous Son made visible
In moments they would share.
There she witnessed heaven's glory
For God had clearly shown
That life's darkened muddy puddles
Would bring blessings unknown.
Her head uplifted heavenward,
More jubilant her feet,
As she danced through muddy puddles
That lined the rain-drenched street.
Then a song of joyful praises
Resounded through the air,
Rejoicing that life's mud puddles
Reflected God's love there.
Copyrighted by Linda J. Stevenson.
For permission to use, please contact: Ljstevenson1@juno.com
FAMILY MUSIC RESOURCES: www.MaryRiceHopkins.com
About Me
- LINDA
- I was born in the naval port of Norfolk, Virginia, the daughter of a US Navy Master Chief. With the exception of 1 year living in Boston, Mass.,and two years in Hanau, Germany, I have lived in the historic state of Virginia all my life. I now reside in the beautiful Roanoke Valley. Though raised in a Christian home, I was in my early 20’s before making a commitment of my life to Christ. Since then I have spent many years in full-time ministry. I am currently employed as an accountant with a Christian child care center in Roanoke and also serve as the Office Manager and Scheduling Coordinator for singer and songwriter Mary Rice Hopkins who resides in California.
