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I love Isaiah when I feel triggered by the past or when i've sinned.

Isaiah 1; 18 “Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord:

though your sins are like scarlet,

they shall be as white as snow;

though they are red like crimson,

they shall become like wool. (esv)

Hello Via;

There is a blessed feeling when you let go of yourself and serve others as the Lord sends you. When this happens I go back and remember Isaiah 1:18, there is a sense of purity when we receive redemption from God.

God bless you, sister.
 
might I express myself with enthusiasm
standing on my firm as a rock foundation

it is our free gift from the Lord with love
gifting me with harmony from deep within

without hesitation or remorse I breathe
and I complete my thoughts and prayers

as they rush back and forth up and down
finding joy in the simple beauty of it all

for our Father in heaven gives us free will
that we may be able to do so daily~

amen
 
might I express myself with enthusiasm
standing on my firm as a rock foundation

it is our free gift from the Lord with love
gifting me with harmony from deep within

without hesitation or remorse I breathe
and I complete my thoughts and prayers

as they rush back and forth up and down
finding joy in the simple beauty of it all

for our Father in heaven gives us free will
that we may be able to do so daily~

amen

Hello thenami;

I needed an up uplifting word this morning and your poem blessed me! 😎👍

It has a bouncy feel to it when you read it aloud.

Do you also play a musical instrument?

God bless you as always, sister.
 
I once played the clarinet very well
now I cant remember where many notes are
the one I have these days is inexpensive
life had me busy doing other things
I have the time but I sound terrible
and that was a write on the fly (no meter to it)
but Im just a bouncy kinda gal
if crime wasnt so high in San Fran
I'd take a road trip out that direction
I kinda miss the Chinese food and pizza
down in the wharf area walking around
but NYC has the best pizza anywhere
yes, Im a city girl in red neck NC
hanging out in Santa Cruz was fun
now its crazy expensive out there
and my memories seem like a lifetime ago
everyone I knew in CA. left this place
and the majority were not saved :(
 
Hey thenami;

I noticed the paragraph was left aligned so I thought you wrote another poem, then I realized you were replying to my post. lol!

We live and visited the places you were in California. I heard NYC pizza is the best.

You played the clarinet. This is why I can pick up on your poetry at times when it has that bouncy or flow feel. It may have been some time ago but you never lose it.

God bless you, thenami.
 
May our Father in heaven bless everyone on this site (and their families), in the name of Hi Son Jesus Christ.
The father of my children was from San Jose, and we did live there for a time. Gorgeous state parks, but not a good fit.
I was too conservative and on NYC time to ease into the laid back Cali lifestyle. The bible belt suits me much better, now that age slowed me down.
 
where do those whispering wild peach trees grow
so I may hear them in the leaves rustling to and fro,

rumors say they make a fine sweet southern pie
and a fresh made cobbler or a meringue piled high,

put poetic are these giants growing into bright skies
as dreams climb into their branches and tell no lies,

my mind fills with their aroma sticky spring delight
and rests quietly content throughout the night,

when whispering wild peach trees decides to speak
they do so cleverly soft in a naturalistic windy creep,

you have to decipher the notes they choose to play
while understanding their alluring beauty everyday,

so if the gift of stumbling across those special few
might cross upon your travels or if they do,

take time to stop and breathe like never before
and enjoy their tall tales of musical magic lore~

(just loving Gods magic in nature :)
 
I dont know about anyone else
but somehow Im shrinking
parts of me are getting smaller
and it is not the visible ones

my ambition is on vacation
along with a spunky spark drive
where did that NYC minute go
cause its all on southern time

I cant blame it all on getting old
or the aches and pains I feel
the weather doesnt play a role
no snow storms around here

what has gotten me into this funk
are there enough fingers to count
right now I cant even answer that
so why is this happening to me

maybe I just need more sleep...
 
yanno I think about a lot of things and how fortunate I am
to have drawers and a closet full of clothes in different sizes
and be confounded as what to wear on a special occasion
or to physically geographically and financially be able
to celebrate life with whatever problems I deem a hardship
in abundance I feel like a privileged brat sometimes
that I know what it is to have a full stomach and pantry
to experience a clean dry safe comfortable space to sleep
for even when I am depressed from being in constant pain
and I want to scream at the top of my lungs because of it
I am so very spoiled and thankful for everything I have
because there are so very many injustices around the world
and my caring about them all doesnt even make a dent
but one person did make a difference and leveled the playing field
for every single saved soul is equal in the eyes of our Father
in the name of His Son Jesus Christ and that is a beautiful thing
we might all be different living under very diverse circumstances
but we are of the same body and will join together in heaven
in peace love harmony unity and beauty forever- amen
 
wow it sure has been a while
since I graced these pages with a blurb
this week I have been diligently working
on cleaning the garage which needed it
being we have been hosting stray cats
I know Ive mentioned them in the past
Benny is still around Jet has not been seen
Rock visits rarely anymore and Roll is here
she has been living on the neighbors porch
they let her in along with two kittens she had
what adorable little sweet things they were
we all managed to get to them early enough
so they could get used to being handled
when Benny and the Jet had Rock and Roll
we couldnt touch them for the longest
unless we were feeding them something
but alas those days have come to an end
Ive reclaimed my garage and organized
long gone is the smell of lingering cat
I got rid of many of my daughters things
not that she used them recently anyhow
oh well if she notices them missing
we as parents still get nickled and dimed
no matter how responsible they become
Im sure at some point I will give into
a discount clothing store shopping spree
hopefully it will be around a birthday
or some other celebration of some kind
I could forcefully mention stray destruction
being my favorite $45 watercolor paintbrush
was chewed to findable bite sized bits
or the half finished paintings that were used
and shredded into piles of fluffy cat litter
how about some of my older camping gear
that smelled so bad I couldnt save any
so yeah it was time to make a cat box
and set it on the front porch for Benny
the rest can simply find someplace else
cause it is now mine garage again
after three days of scrubbing organization
filling my trash can and recycling bin
plus using my neighbors across the street
all done this week while my daughter isnt home
she went scuba diving in Grand Cayman
with my brother who is a dive instructor
he gets to stay for free for teaching the class
great uncle to take his niece along on a vacation
even though Sunday was Mother's Day...

so I gave myself the gift of a nice garage :)
 
Hello thenami;

You know, I was thinking. Would Benny, Jet, Rock and Roll have co-existed if Hip, Hop, Rap and Thumper strayed in your garage as well?

On one side Tiny Dancer would be gliding across the floor while the other side exclaims, "Can't Touch This".

Was this clever? 👍 or not? 👎

L😎ve in Christ!!!
I don't know about clever, but it sure sounded funny.

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we all have daily struggles and battles
some of us hide them better than others,
but our eyes reflect these soul rattles
so we join in prayer as brothers,

might we find correct words as voices lift
thankful for these tribulations we face,
woes are but small grains of sand to sift
as the Lord listens with his loves embrace,

these too shall pass the day says its goodbyes
bringing calm to the raging storms at sea,
as drowned are sorrows with their sighs
and time becomes a distant memory,

might we cherish what we choose to recall
and depart from the thoughts that bring us pain,
it's more fun remembering lifes a ball
than sad memories our joy does drain~
 
I happen to enjoy a good rainy day
snuggled up indoors with some scripture
just me and our Father inside my thoughts
grateful for everything He has given me
in the name of His Son Jesus Christ
leaning on His firm foundation of Love

its like the sins of the world can get washed away
one small drop at a time cleansing what it will
with a pitter splatter ting bing lingering along
in a not so quiet hush filling the warm gray sky
they seem to converse with the cloud cover
like they are great old friends visiting again

how this cool stress free day fills the void
that can be otherwise empty of this mist
which waters crispiness of fresh mowed grass
taking a long big drink saying thank you kindly
as this oxygen I breathe is wonderfully wet
with my heart beat in rhythm to this concerto

and I sit calmly to peek through the droplets
tasting their dew upon my soul which shines
just like a light that I turned on for them
in peace happiness and kindness I illuminate
speaking a language which nature deciphers
while I pray a little prayer of thanksgiving...
 
Im being lazy today I believe
for the last two days I went to the gym,
but my body was crying for reprieve
as I hurt everyplace from limb to limb,

if eyelids could not feel pain they do now
as I rub them with inexpensive cream,
theres even a sweat on my upper brow
anytime I move like a glowing beam,

so Im taking this day off to rest well
and play on the internet for a spell~
 
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