Friday, December 27, 2013


The sun is...warmth-giving and happiness-giving...
Jessi Lane Adams


Summer must stay bright and warm
Sunshine must shimmer over fragrant fields
Lined with rows of roses in hues,
 From palest pink and softest yellow
All the way 
To bold and boisterous red and deepest purple.
Summer is warm—melting buttery sunlight,
Into soft swirls of petals atop thorn-studded stems

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Bloom in Time

To the heart that is attuned to Him, 
God comes in surprising ways 
Henry Gariepy

Thick green stems 
Shoot up
Form two bulbs that swell
Till they burst
Red blooms of soft red satin
Unfold and beam at us
 Spring's face in December
Ten flowers
Amazing blossoms
God's art show

Friday, December 6, 2013

Sun Fire

God can take our trouble and change it into treasure.
Barbara Johnson

The sun flares bright
A flame of sudden fire
Across the sky
In the last minutes of 
A winter day
And then is gone.

Thursday, December 5, 2013


While the earth remains, seedtime and harvest, 
and cold and heat,
 and summer and winter,
 and day and night shall not cease.
Genesis 8:22

Summer's over—no blooms
Scent the air as they did on
August evenings
Yet, like a gift, each flower leaves behind
A little wooden parcel of seeds
Some to be nibbled by hungry birds
Some to fall and produce
Another summer avalanche 
Of color and soft ruffled blooms.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Snow Adventure

How wonderful, O Lord, are the works of your hands....
The beasts of the field, the birds of the air 
bespeak your wondrous will. 
You have made us able to hear the music of the world,
 a divine voice sings through all creations. 
Hebrew Prayer

I have never met a child 
Who didn't love to play in snow
This little doggie loved it like any child
She ran and slid and plunged through drifts
What an adventure 
Playing in the sunlit wind and snow!

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Bread Rising

We bring nothing to God and He gives us everything.
Gary Thomas

A little yeast mixed in 
Warm water and flour 
Set by the fireside to warm
Grows loaves of bread that bake 
Buttery and fine
In the hot oven. 
Just a little yeast makes something good.
But likewise a little sin hidden away inside me
Kneaded by self doubt and a victim mentality
Grows something not good; 
Grows grief, grows trouble.
A little sin kept warm and held inside 
Grows pain and sorrow and more sin.
It needs a hot oven to stop that yeast,
To kill it and make my life a safe
Healthy place to live again
Let your truth, Lord Jesus, be the heat 
That cures what ails me.

Monday, December 2, 2013

God Art

Nature is full of genius, full of divinity;
so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
Henry David Thoreau

Seems to me that God is a painter
An artist who loves to surprise
To play with light and color
On his earthen canvasses
Roses, sunsets, bird feathers,
Autumn woodlands, childrens faces,
Grasses and garden truck, fruits,
Apples, plums, tomatoes, pomegranates,
Water, sky, fire, and wildflowers.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Foggy Morning

Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world 
with grateful hearts: and no one to thank.
Christina Georgina Rosetti

by elece hollis

wait in Silence
Song of bird
voice of man
quieter than quiet
Silent earth
Swaddled in a blanket 
of white