Keshia Cook
Saskatoon
If you come in the summer, I'll show you the river where I was baptized.
I'll lead you down paths I've walked so many years. We can dance with
the fireflies.
In the fall, we can watch the sun set, surrounded by shimmering waters,
and trees whose leaves have changed color.
If it's in the winter months you come, the Northern lights may light up
the sky for you. The stars surely will shine, as we walk, leaving a trail for
others to follow. And while we talk, like old friends do, we'll be
reminded of new life that always comes, just like the dawn after the
dark of night.
And if it is in the spring I see you here, we will delight in wonder at the
newness of everything. Constantly amazed at a good and great God.
I hope you will come, you can stay here with me. Maybe the days will
turn into months and the months into years. Then as the years pass by
we can look back and remember, rejoicing in the faithfulness of the
Lord, the One who ordains the times and seasons of our lives.