gifts – Poetic Meanderings

Birdsong

This little bird sang from time to time just outside our window; he must have been nestled in the giant Afghan pine that towers over our house, but I could not see him when I looked out, his song interrupted when I moved the curtain, he longed to be heard but cared not to beContinue reading “Birdsong”

Wellspring

Jacob’s well was there; and Jesus, tired from the long walk, sat wearily beside the well about noontime. — John 4:6, NLT Two words stare at me from my morning scripture reading: tired and wearily. Jesus is well acquainted with our lives, the daily difficulties, the simple truth that a body gets tired and needsContinue reading “Wellspring”

Every Provision

While Jesus was in the Temple, he watched the rich people dropping their gifts in the collection box. Then a poor widow came by and dropped in two small coins. “I tell you the truth,” Jesus said, “this poor widow has given more than all the rest of them. For they have given a tinyContinue reading “Every Provision”

Thankful

I am thankful for gentle assurances, moments of stillness, unexpected displays of kindness, early mornings in quiet reflection, moonbeams before sleeping, lavender skies that break into sunrise, bird song at dawn, the laughter of children, the changes of season, the cover of trees, the scent of a rose, the simplest gifts are our greatest rewards.Continue reading “Thankful”

Day of Blooms Opening

My day opened with a light mist falling, keeping us from our morning walk, so we found our cozy, each in a comfy chair, reading. We had a late breakfast, cinnamon toast lightly buttered, and then we had time for a second cup of coffee. You left for work, and I sought solace in myContinue reading “Day of Blooms Opening”