Alphabet Soup Garden Varieties

the setting sun is glowing a golden hue
God has kissed everything as yellows fade
even as I am writing this turning oranges
hiding away behind the stripes of clouds
blue white purple red like an eyeshadow pallet
swept across sleepy eyes soon into a dream land
as the brightest hues fall fast into night time slumber
and I thank you Father for this evening treat ~
ox' to all
 
I would like to believe
a group of believers prayed heavily
over this part of the town where I live
cause we sure do get some strange weather
or should I say a lack thereof sometimes
I dont know when they did just that the results
have to be from the hand of our Father
from my personal experiences anyway
of things I know I have witnessed

it can be pouring rain in town just miles away
but here the sun has shined
this area does that a lot

during hurricane Florence the surrounding areas were flooded
we had tree debris

During other hurricanes that have pounded the town
we have received some wind and rain but nothing unusual

Yesterdays hurricane left overs produced some wind/rain
but all was calm and the sky here was dry by 3pm

it was still raging in town for hours past that

There are many more instances of weather related phenomena
that simply dont make sense as I am very thankful for them :)

Thank you Father in the name of your Son Jesus Christ for watching over us
Amen
 
be careful what you pray for yes indeed
for our Father in heaven knows all,
every single weakness within this flesh
and the triggering things that make us fall,

rebuke evil constantly in prayer
wearing your helmet of salvation well,
this armor has been given as a gift
to quench the firey darts aimed from hell,

stand firmly upon our foundation
rightly diving the word of His truth,
like a scriptural detective of sorts
armed with Jesus Christ as a prayer sleuth~
 
it is getting colder outside it's true
my bones do feel this difference inside,
the sky is still singing those shades of blue
but summer has taken a long train ride,

my heart cries out for some baking sunshine
the kind that gives my skin a brown glow,
as here I sit chilly I can't define
exactly why my body moves so slow,

alas I accept that fall is staying
along with my aches and pains here today,
I will dream the sweetest dream while laying
of warm ocean sunrises misting spray,

till we meet again my love my season
with the happiness you always bring me,
in life you are many a good reason
I remember summers as living free~

(till we meet again next year...)
 
longevity requires mindfulness
to overcome difficulties
with wanting what we have
and having what we want
as extremes seem to be ironic
endurance is not a logical emotion
what is too much or not enough?
mistakes are very easy
therefore I never try so hard
I lose me in the process
conscious of who I really am
in constant flux of transformation
while my afflictions wax and wane
upon the current tides of living
with careful affection for myself
and Our Father in heaven
in the name of His Son Jesus Christ
He does have all the answers
as we discover ourselves
through Him- Amen.
 
on and off for 15 years we go there
to owh at the largest watermelons,
say a few moo's bahs and just be silly
while they sit in fences like they're felons,

we view the talented children's art work
shop for pretty but expensive new things,
and eating funnel cakes or gooey stuff
with the laughter our friendships do bring,

there are good bands that play while so do we
watching people in rides go upside down,
to live vicariously can be fun
after eating enough sugar to drown,

make way for this little group chit chatting
as we search endlessly for Christmas gifts,
knowing this really is the place to find
special trinkets when the heart needs a lift,

so with our goofy memories and photos
we bid the State Fair adieu till next year,
embracing the love of this company
we are sisters in Christ so very dear~
 
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I got beat up by rainy days
cold dampness and pain
movement of any kind
seemed a grueling chore
ground is a tough surface
but I remain as a survivor
of camping in bad weather
so when the sun did come
illuminating from heaven
speaking to the fogginess
with a firm be gone Im here
reviving even my weariness
with a million tiny sparkles
upon every reflective surface
my spirit was renewed
with more than just scripture
fasting in prayer and fellowship
but in the peace of charity
knowing that from the rain
there is love in the gift of light
growing seeds of hope
for the end of every life storm
doesnt produce a rainbow
but the skills to endure another

peace
 
sometimes the world crashing on my psyche
creates shadows of thinking unlikely,
dark in the corners of thought in my mind
tucked in places only God can find,

sometimes the world trashing on my psyche
makes regurgitation seem unlikely,
when garbage is what is left to be fed
inside these unsaved souls already dead,

sometimes the world dissecting my psyche
produces conclusions found unlikely,
contradictions collide among these stars
caged in judgement behind their own bars,

sometimes the world doesnt get my psyche
belief in our God found unlikely,
I pray for salvation of the masses
who live this life through their colored glasses...
 
it sure has been a while
since my thoughts leaked
almost like a pen with ink
stained upon these cyber pages

I missed them sometimes
but a house full of company
stole my attentions
as I cleaned and cleaned

I cant remember the last time
we actually used every single dish
casserole and otherwise
including pots and pans

six broken martini glasses crashed
so we graced a dollar tree version
as grandma would have been upset
but alas there are other inherited items

no china was abused in the created
mayhem of madness called edibles
vacuumed in the old Dyson
the pets did not manage to locate

family food and charades of happiness
topped with chocolate mousse
pecan pie and green watergate fluff
all still in neatly packed containers

as the new designer slacks I bought
dont fit over my bigger booty
while the gym cries out to me today
saying "time to work out fatty"

and I sit here with an empty dish
of mashed potatoes and turkey
wondering if sweet potato casserole
would taste better next...
 
we are blessed to walk in earthly places
mercy is given from places above,
faith is strength worn upon our faces
and salvation from Jesus Christ with love,

this planet to our Father belongs
might we remember to rejoice always,
joyfully our hearts joined in songs
thanksgiving forever singing His praise!

let us pray understanding what we ask
as the Lord listens from His holy throne,
not vain repetition thoughts might mask
but earnestly from our hearts alone,

lets celebrate Jesus Christ our lord
Father Son and Holy Ghost united,
knowing His greatness all in one accord
during this Christmas holiday delighted~
 
its just another holiday season
they come and go ripping through the New Year,
like wrapping upon the living room floor
slowly losing its crisp clean present cheer,

among half melting snowmen and tinsel
as bright lights soon fade into tree piles,
beautiful displays inside the store fronts
will be replaced by cashier fake smiles,

and the true reason for all this madness
once again gets drowned in mayhem's pond,
while the sinners lost and not found gather
in consumerism of which they are fond,

so I simply sit pray thinking loud
thankful our Father gave His free gift,
of Jesus Christ the savior of mankind
knowing to heaven our souls He shall lift~
 
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