the plight of the lily

ONE day we will understand
what our minds here failed
to comprehend

HOW each grain of sand
holds an ocean full of water


HOW the sky is tightly
fastened between earth and
heaven


AND yet of all these things
so high and mighty
I sometimes fear

THEN I am reminded
in spite of mans cruel hate
the flight of the bird never
hesitates


AND from a long winter’s night
the plight of the lily still
struggles in her search for light

AND when in my darkness
for lack of sun

IN time LIGHT will surely come!



snow moon

February 1, 2026💙

LAST night a lamp within
The sky


A moon of silvery white

With her numbered hands
The hour strikes just in time

UPON the earth below
Snowflakes fall upon the ice

THE stars sing and smile

A magical wonderland before
Their eyes

IN just a few days or two our

‘SNOW MOON’

Will bring a lovely Valentine
for you!💚

hitchhike to heaven

Saying Goodbye to the Month

of January – Where some of our

Jouneys begin!

It is a difficult road

I have taken on this
road to heaven

My load is heavy and
I am forsaken


Preachers, teachers

friends
I look to all of them
to help me get in

Holding my thumb up
high

hoping for a ride

They wish me well and
pass me by
I don’t know how long
I can do this
I cry, I weep

all the rules I keep

Run and run, busy, busy

Every day I confess
What more can I do?

Throwing up my hands I
quit – There is
nothing!
IT IS A GIFT!


“For it is by Grace we are saved
It is a gift” Book of Ephesians

a closet full of time ⏱

I’ve stored many garments
in the closet of time
Ones of worry and concern
that did not fit me well
I have tried to mend them
but my thread is too fine
and my needle too dull

My doubts interfere and I
fear for my body a lack
of clothes 👚
When in the distance a field
of lilies beckon me
“We never toil, nor spin our cloth
Yet in fine linen and
gold we are finely dressed”
“Do not be afraid, for a robe
of faith will be given that
fits you well” 😋

crushed violets

“Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds
on the heel that crushes it” Mark Twain

BLUE violets, withered,
trodden undefoot by the
offenders boot
their spirits crushed their
voices hushed


As I cry questioning
why I am reminded they
have forgiven and so must I!


AND until they rise from
their dusty tombs weeping

violets sleep
until once again they bloom!


The 3rd Sunday of January
Embraces the Sanctity of
every Human Life.
Could the abuse and neglect
of children also be
included as well?

 

songs for the journey

“YOU DON”T HAVE TO SEE THE WHOLE STAIRCASE JUST TAKE THE FIRST STEP”
DR MARTIN LUTHER KING Jr

They climbed the paths
of crooked roads

With dusty sandals and
painful soles
A group of weary ones
Trod on to their city
of Jerusalem
And the temple of God

With each ascent pausing
for prayer and joyful
song

May we not forget in
our journey here below
To return to this
staircase when the way
is difficult and we cannot
see ahead – Pausing to
reflect –

“You don’t have to see
the whole staircase
Just take the first step”

The 15 ‘Song of Ascents’
is found in the Book of
Psalms Chapter 120-134



good Friday evening

IN lands far and near in our

quest for peace, our lives
are touched with the pain
and sorrow of our fellowmen

FOR does not the same sun
that shines on our backs
shine on thiers as well?

OUR same moon glows on
their sleep

THE same ocean waves
throb and beat

AS we pray for PEACE!
LIFE goes on until time
empties into space

FOR after all between
life and death isn’t this
just a stopping place?


winter trees

THERE ARE SO MANY!

SOME are sad
SOME weep
SOME have needles
THAT puncture
AND bleed
WINTER trees that
SHIVER and shake
AS they sleep
AND others offer a
HOME to creatures
IN need
THOSE that grow
GOOD things to
Eat
AND then I think
A tree planted by
Rivers
AND streams –
WITH roots
Reaching wide
AND deep
HELPING others
Through
THE storms of life
IS the ONE I might
LIKE to BE!
IF – I ‘COULD’ Be A Tree!🌲