In the early morning hours I sit and write And rest my eyes on that which grows and moves Around me, never tiring of the sight...
Bowing leaves anticipate The coming of a shower.
A simple meditation on one of God's beautiful creatures
A Troiku about a lovely spring morning...
What a happy song this is! It speaks, not of a temporal pleasure that is here one moment and gone with the first winds of adversity, but rather a joy that endures the hardest of trials. Where do we find this “immortal gladness”? The source is none other than God Almighty.
O taste and see that the LORD is good.
Enjoy this troiku about the changing leaves of autumn.
I may spend the rest of my days studying His Word, seeking to know Him more and more, but I will never fully comprehend all there is to know about the God of the universe.
We all are leaves. We bud, shiny and green, wrinkly and curled up. We stretch out and face the sun for a day or so....
A diamante on the differences and similarities between our two moderate seasons