FIELDS OF GOLD

Somber morning, 
Dark clouds hang 
Low in northern sky. 
Beyond the river, 
Barely visible, 
A streak of light 
Kisses the hills. 
Below my ridge,
Drab fields and 
Bare, dark trees 
Stretch heavenward.

Until the sun arrives,

Spilling brilliant rays
Across the valley, 
Turning all to gold.


Isn’t that how it is some days? 

All looks dark and depressing until God rushes in and transforms the landscape of our circumstances.


Ariseshine, for your light has come, 
and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.
Isaiah 60:1


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THANKSGIVING THOUGHTS


I’m grateful for
AUTUMN and APPLES
For BEES, BOOKS and BOYS
For COUSINS and CHOCOLATE
For DAUGHTERS and DOLLS
For EAGLES, EGRETS and ELEPHANTS
For FRIENDSHIP and FRENCH FRIES  
(I like those a bunch.)
Thank you for GIRLFRIENDS, 
GRANDCHILDREN and 
long-necked GIRAFFES
For my HEALTH and 
A HUSBAND who still makes me laugh.
For INDIGO nights and INKY black cats,
For JUNE bugs and JUNK sales and 
Bright-colored JACKETS.
I give thanks for KITTIES and KITES, 
For LOVE NOTES and LEISURE,
For MOONBEAMS and MUSHROOMS, 
For NEPHEWS and NIECES.
I’m grateful for ORANGES and OPTIONS, 
For PRETTY PAPER and PENS,
For QUIET early mornings and 
QUILTS to snuggle in.
For RED breasted ROBINS and 
Bandit RACOONS
For SONS and 
SONGS to SING out of tune
For TALL Christmas TREES and 
TWINKLING lights
For VINEGAR, 
VEGGIES and 
VANILLA extract
For WARM WINTER fires, 
For X-RAYS and 
ZEBRAS.
For all this and more that 
You generously give us,

I Thank You, Lord God.


Taste and see that the Lord is good; 
blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.
Psalm 34:8

#MondayMusings #Celebrations #Grateful

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SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA WRITE

Yesterday, I couldn’t get this poem’s opening line out of my head. That’s the way with thoughts and words. Sometimes they’re good ones, sometimes they’re self-defeating. I’m learning to replace the negative with songs, scripture and prayers and finding it helps. 

I realize the picture spills over on the other column, but sometimes that’s how God’s love overflows on us. Our friends who will be at Navarre Beach next week after we go home will be here soon. So we’re closing up our computers and getting ready for the cleaning crew to make it nice and shiny for them.

Consequently, that’s the way I’m posting it, my friends. Less than perfect but sincere in purpose. I hope it speaks to you today.



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the skies<span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-NIV-14170D" data-link="(D)” style=”box-sizing: border-box; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;”> proclaim the work of his hands.
Ps. 19:1

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