He Was Always He was always from creation’s beginning an exact reflection of brilliant lightlove wisdom supreme might. He was always a son beloved under a benevolent gaze beaming since obedient to parental directions loving he esteemed His Father as The Ultimate Being. First born of all. Lover of righteousness. A spiritual son of myriads … More He Was Always
An Enemy To Friend In Love Begins by Seah Greenhorn (Poem with copyright) An Enemy To Friend In Love Begins. Simple acts of smoothing oil– precious gold, comforts bruised, tormented, weary souls. For where else is patience found if not harnessed to Love and seeded in grounds of sometimes belligerent soil? Or what of self-control, … More An Enemy To Friend
A breathe- snatchingly sublime lyrical climb. Its melodious branches touching. Its limbs tenderly miraculously enlivening broken or curved spines. Causes tears to weave heart’s canals floating forth on sorrow’s song– multi-faceted tones blended harmonious; strong. O how the baby birds mimick a parent’s strum on hope’s chords brought by cruelty’s long run. Stress-laden lids wonderously … More To the Highest Mountains
‘Take the Lead’ In brotherly love have tender affection for one another. In showing honor to one another, take the lead.””Take the lead.” “Take the lead.” If these words stand out have we not overshot the bull’s-eye of Paul’s words in deed? “Have tender affection for one another.” Tender as filet mignon easy to… chew? … More “Take the Lead”
UK-based designer and maker Ali blogs about stitching of all kinds and specializes in sewing and crochet. She also writes about food and gardening. via Very Berry Handmade — Discover
Rows, stacks, columns: this week, share an image that sends chaos packing (neatly). via Order — The Daily Post
Our Soil Grieves Our soil grieves. If only it could weep. Or at least regurgitate as a geyser hot contaminated blood which gushes rather than seeps downs it’s constricted dirt hurting, unable to gurgle while drowning in sorrow. Prevented it’s ability to speak. Our soil’s peaked trampled under the soles of arrogant feet marching to … More Our Soil Grieves
Nancy Lawson believes that all creatures — from skunks to snails — have their own important (and helpful!) place in your garden. via Humane Gardener — Discover
Our Earth Earth– arable land of which Adam came; from which we plant, fish, game. The same land of which is said: “He has established the earth on its foundations; It will not be moved from its place forever and ever.” Even though, on it, millions have bled fighting for ‘rights’ when the wrong minds … More Our Earth
Meltdown (Inspired by Full Fathom Five, 1947 by Jackson Pollock) not slow the burn I’ve earned it over the years spurning no extended hands now I’ve fallen hot where I land once precious metal to a mom pinched sterling silver to keep her calm to dad a boy to shoot some hoop I’ve failed them … More Meltdown
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