Still unfolding in Time, God built the Universe With you in mind. Matter abounds in precise measure, Yet only mind cares To count the treasure. The Nature of Reality Weighs only upon Man. Mind, immaterial, Counts on Science to understand. But mensuration once obtained Must be thought to think things through, But since a thought … Continue reading
Awakening
You stretch before me In wondrous expanses. Where are your limits, O Lord? Where the measure That contains Your domain? The ethereal sky, Hugging the mountains, Kissing earth, And spilling love across its plains, Proclaims a God of beauty. Hidden,yet revealed, In the minuscule and mighty, You peer from clouds That radiate streams of Your … Continue reading
Awakening
You stretch before me In wondrous expanses. Where are your limits, O Lord? Where the measure That contains Your domain? The ethereal sky, Hugging the mountains, Kissing earth, And spilling love across its plains, Proclaims a God of beauty. Hidden,yet revealed, In the minuscule and mighty, You peer from clouds That radiate streams of Your … Continue reading
Courts of Praise # Poetry #Prayer #Praise
This poem was written to express celebration at Easter. Every ordinary day is so full of God’s choice blessings, that praise should flow from every corner of the earth. In the deepest darkness, may hope arise through praise of God. I invite you to linger a while and add a stanza. Courts of Praise Thank … Continue reading
Little Flower Quote
“Our Lord’s love shines out just as much through a little soul who yields completely to His Grace as it does through the greatest . . . Just as the sun shines equally on the cedar and the little flower, so the Divine Sun shines equally on everyone, great and small. Everything is ordered for … Continue reading
Flowers and Drunken Bees #poetry
Flowers in the rain Petals open to sustain Life that is and is to be Crouched in hidden expectancy Bees by colors in delight, Arrested, nay, beguiled, alight. To sip and gather on furry feet Nectar and pollen of life so sweet. Flower to flower in drunken run Dance the mystery now begun. by Joann … Continue reading
