What’s The One Thing That Can Pick You Up On A Rainy Day?
I woke to the sound
of a hard summer rain,
the kind that cracks
your window pane
and makes you want
to go back to sleep
and sink beneath
the covers deep.
Just five more minutes
let me stay in bed,
just a few more seconds
let me cover my head.
Darkness presses
where light should be,
rainfall thunders
a melody.
It's the kind of day
I just want to stay
wrapped in my thoughts
without shoulds or oughts.
But Brownie's at my door,
my sweet little pup,
she's the one thing
that can make me get up!
I painted “Color My World” last summer, and the message is still true today. Thank God for beauty, and color, and diversity!
Another thing I know to be true: sometimes lament and celebration walk hand in hand. Joy and sorrow overlap. Beauty grows from the soil of pain.
Our Savior knew pain and sorrow. He paid a heavy price to break chains and set us free. Let this not go unnoticed. A resurrected life is offered here and now.
Let us stand with our brothers and sisters and lament with them. Let us recognize all who come from a long line of suffering, and who still suffer today.
Let us celebrate the freedom we are all offered, beginning with God’s gift of free will. Let us remember the slow manifestation of that freedom through the centuries.
We are interconnected in this garden of life. Let us raise the flag of hope, and lower our eyes in prayer. Lord, let us see the beauty of all the colors in your garden. Send your healing rain and let us feel your love. Let no flower be overlooked.
"...whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. Philippians 4:8 NIV
Nature Poem For Sky Lovers, Cloud Watchers, and Those Who Wish to Break Free of Confines
Bring me the openness
of the sky.
Bless my feeble
attempts at life.
If I withdraw
folding myself
smaller and smaller
like a wilted flower
in a windowless box,
plant me deep
in the warm soil
and let me rise
arms open wide
breathing free
beyond confines.
Let my song
rise like a prayer.
Let me live
in the open air.
