the vegetable garden begins to explode
with the promise of fruits to come.
Yes, these are the practical plants
seeds that are transformed into body nourishment
for ourselves and others.
does his daily, or twice daily, or thrice daily walkabout
checking progress, whispering prayers
exhaling words of thanksgiving.
These last few days
there has been time for the frillsthe colour and chaos of flowers.
We planted in baskets, containers and beds
and I do my daily, or twice daily, or thrice daily walkabout
taken with beauty, whispering prayers
exhaling words of praise.
I hear His voice in these gardens
see the creative work of His hands.
Each flower unique in its thriving
those needing heat do not scorch in the sun
while others demand shade's cooling touch.
He Is, always
both my light and my shelter
I bloom beneath the shadow of His love.
The Lord himself watches over you!
The Lord stands beside you as your protective shade.
Joining Jennifer in celebrating His God-incidences
also walking in community with Emily and the redeemed
4 comments:
i bloom beneath the shadow of his love... a beautiful thing isnt it...there is just something about working the soil into you hands that def draws on close to the creator...
i love how you care for your garden like God cares for us.
Oh my. So beautiful. I feel the peace of your daily, twice daily, thrice daily walks.
"taken with beauty,
whispering prayers
exhaling words of praise."
Loved that.
this makes me think of that old hymn, about tarrying with the Gardener with the dew still on the roses.
lovely.
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