Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Seasoned Promises...

 Don't you just LOVE the seasoned promises that pop in pink, plump peonies?!

Lord, give us eyes to see
Lest, sight-blind we forget
The Author of earth’s poetry
Is ever with us yet

This world of want and woe
Would weigh us with despair
But your kind grace whereby we go
Strews glimpses everywhere

Then, in this human race
As we press to yon Bar
Lord, give us eyes to see Your grace
Exactly where we are

…and fill our hearts with praise
And humble happiness
You crown our hurt and hope-filled days
With seasoned promises

© Janet Martin

“Never again will I curse the ground because of man, 
even though every inclination of his heart is evil from his youth. 
And never again will I destroy all living creatures as I have done. 
As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, 
cold and heat, 
summer and winter, 
day and night 
shall never cease.” 

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