Count it all joy, my brothers and sisters, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.James 1: 2,3
For Cee's FOTD, September 5, 2021: See the gorgeous red dahlia "American Beauty" on Cee's site. Flower of the Day Challenge (FOTD). "Please feel free to post every day or when you you feel like it. Don’t forget that my FOTD challenge accepts gardens, leaves and berries as well as flowers."
In light enfolded
See joy unbounded
In chastening trials
Each dear petal
Leaf and root
For Cee's FOTD, September 2, 2021: See the gorgeous sunflower on Cee's site. Flower of the Day Challenge (FOTD). "Please feel free to post every day or when you you feel like it. Don’t forget that my FOTD challenge accepts gardens, leaves and berries as well as flowers."
Today, make an opportunity to give someone an unexpected treat, someone who’s not expecting it, someone who’s in need of it, someone who’s outside the circle of your usual community.
As life becomes harder and more threatening, it also becomes richer, because the fewer expectations we have, the more good things of life become unexpected gifts that we accept with gratitude.Etty Hillesum (1914-1943)
For Cee's FOTD
If I had more arms to reach You
Would that help? But You say,
Two will do now
To reach my neighbor.
Check out more flower photography at Cee’s FOTD challenge for April 25, 2021
Soaring blue yonder
Young branches tickle the clouds
As spring blooms fly free
Ah Lord, may I soar
True blue in praise exalting
Your wondrous beauty
Skyward my gaze turns
Mouth lip-syncing nature’s joy
Songs of love to You
“Why does hope spring after tragedy?
Is it weakness in sorrow, a failure of grief?
What makes us look up and watch for the dawn?”
Wiping away his tears, his Teacher softly answered,
“‘It’s elementary, my dear Watson,’
We were made for eternity
Not this life alone.”
if there were no skies
to darken in hues of blue
to contain green scents
what would I see
but infinity’s reach
my heart torn
in timeless space
hastening at your call
arriving in final destination
to find that after all
the unmoored spinning
the vain rectifications
of physics and philosophy
that vast expanse
I was traveling through
‘In him we live and move and have our being’
Is it possible from this rank earth for such flowers to grow?
Yet here they are, positing their glory for the world to see
A speculative assumption uncertain of its predication
That out of this sodden ground, mulched by weather
The boggy stink of which permeates the air
Blooms would appear from unseen dimensions
To cluster in diamond silk, emitting starry transactions
Their thrusting ebullience beyond science, even wonder
Simple testimony of leaf, stalk and flower, to primum movens*
Of power ingrained elementally to be, just be
And being, yearn hungrily for the Light that clothes it.
*primum movens (Latin): Aristotelian term for the “unmoved mover”