-If you live near Lake Atitlan Guatemala, as I do, you know that afternoon thunderstorms are the norm during rainy season. A day can start with absolutely clear blue sky in the morning, with out a trace of a cloud and no storms predicted,
Scenes of the world are shifting, Friends are in time forgot; But tho’ the mountains crumble, He changes not. Winter gives place to springtime, Winds blow both cold and hot; Only our God is stable— He changes not. Daily we grieve and wonder, Over man’s changing lot; Only our God remaineth, He changes not.