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  • Writer's pictureEdward Riederich

Tumbleweeds


When all you see is tumbleweed

And all you taste is sand

Keep walking on through the desert

Towards the promised land


Tumbleweeds will roll due to wind

Across the desert floor

Many believers are like them

With no roots anymore


See them rolling in the desert See them roll in their tests

They refuse to remain grounded

So they will not be blessed


Are you dead like the tumbleweed

That rolls in the heat?

Blown helplessly by the strong winds

In a life of defeat


These weak spiritual tumbleweeds

In churches see them lie

They roll again with each shifting wind

Under the desert sky


How lengthy is your wilderness? Only God really knows But will you resolve to blossom As the lone desert rose?








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