These Seemingly Nothings

It is good, these seemingly nothings

Talking of weather or what yet might be

Chatting of recipes, gardens and children

Painting a picture in thought’s memory

It is precious, life seemingly nothings

Oh what a blessing, beneath summer’s tree

To linger a moment where the sun in shining

And talk of these ‘nothings’ while stirring our tea

God bless the hours of ‘seemingly nothings’

These are the neutrals in life’s tapestry

Camouflaged colors we take for-granted

Until greater sorrows jolt their memory

It is love, these seemingly nothings

…Time’s gentle stitches binding joy and strife

‘Seemingly nothings’ of chuckle and chatter

Helping us bear bigger burdens of life

Treasure the measure of ‘seemingly nothings’

…modest imbuement of mercy’s caress

Nibble of muffin and vase of wild daisies

‘Seemingly nothings’ of God’s tenderness

© Janet Martin

It feels so good to feel good! Victoria and I spent 24 hrs sharing blankets and

 pepto-bismal. Today a neighbor popped by within minutes after she heard we were a little ‘under the weather’ She brought muffins, a cheery smile and we chatted for a while. I realized that I am way too guilty of taking one of life’s greatest blessings too for granted! There really are no ‘nothings’ in life…and I told my neighbor that I thought of her mother, an invalid, when I was sick. My heart goes out to those who suffer every day!