Thursday, February 23, 2023

Of Abounding (Confounding) Luxuries

I used to equate the word luxury with the things money can buy!
As I grow older, more and more I realize that the true 'luxuries' of life/love
are so often overlooked, having nothing to do with plump pillows, fine wine,
tropical climes, etc.!!!




There's nothing like the trouble and sorrows of this world to open our eyes
to take notice of beauties/luxuries we might otherwise never give thanks for!



The luxury of laughter spills like sparkling silver stars
While innocence of tots teaches their teachers how to trust
The morning rolls unsullied over still hushed, blue-brushed bars
Laden with fresh reminders of life’s numbered days of dust

Ah, precious little nose to wipe and chubby cheek to kiss
Ah, joy, full of surprises to cheer us midst constant cares
Ah, means to make amends when hasty judgement flies amiss
Ah, God’s Word-wellspring never drained of faith’s bedrock for prayers

…as courage counts hope’s blessings where sorrow and sickness groans
Where so much more than we deserve comforts our creature cry
With promises made possible because God’s grace atones
And suddenly we do not need to know the reasons why

…as we advance across the threshold of what waits to be
Tuned to time’s tender treasure in moment-measure unfurled
Extravagantly lavished with the priceless luxury
Of words like ‘we’ and ‘us;’ surely the dearest in the world

God, let us not be guilty of sight-blind indifference
While beauty’s coffers overflow with fleeting season-lease
Forbid that we should live, embittered by the dissonance
With ears, deaf to the music of Life’s Sacred Masterpiece

God, tilt our visage upward beyond what thought understands
Where learning to be humbly grateful draws us to our knees
And makes us meekly more aware of what still fills our hands
Brimming, if we take notice, with abounding (confounding) luxuries

© Janet Martin

Watching Janet feed the birdies...





Psalm 40:5
Many, O LORD my God, are the wonders You have done,
 and the plans You have for us--
none can compare to You--
if I proclaim and declare them, 
they are more than I can count.


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