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Monday, June 17, 2024

Before The Tree and the Fruit... (or, It May Seem Small in the Planting)


One choice may seem so small, for good or bad,
but small things amassed become something much bigger;
grains of sand make a shore,
drops of water an ocean,
moments, a lifetime.
Choice, repeated becomes a habit!
Our 'habits' become our lives...

Day by day,
verse by verse, 
chapter by chapter 
we read through the Bible
and are spoken to and taught by God, 
or not!
Prayer by prayer 
we learn to worship Him 
and trust Him a little more, 
or not...

What are we going to do Today, 
with our pocket full of moment-seeds
dropping from the Hand of goodness and mercy
to the soil of the soul?
(Where, even in reaping, we are planting!)

I'm about to head out to plant some marigold among the tomatoes,
in hopes of deterring tomato worms!



1 Cor. 1:4-9
I thank my God always concerning you for the grace of God
 which was given to you by Christ Jesus, 
5 that you were enriched in everything by Him 
in all [a]utterance and all knowledge, 
6 even as the testimony of Christ was confirmed [b]in you, 
7 so that you come short in no gift, 
eagerly waiting for the revelation of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
8 who will also confirm you to the end, 
that you may be blameless in the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. 
9 God is faithful, by whom you were called 
into the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.

Isn't verse 9 an awesome verse to begin a new week on?


It may seem minute, the measure of a moment, thought or seed
But the value of life’s treasure is measured by word and deed
Where Choice bears a holy onus in each little ‘yes’ or ‘no’
Where no one can trick the promise that we will reap what we sow

It may seem inconsequential; as, partakers of God’s grace
We, oft thoughtlessly unthankful, give the Giver second place
Not with preconceived intention but, as bridles are cut loose
Without forceful intervention interfering with excuse

It may seem so small, where choices gape with opportunity
Be careful, for Reply voices far more than first glance may see
And no matter how we defend lack of honor with excuse
The fruit of seed cannot pretend; what we plant, seed will produce

It may seem so very common; left foot, right foot, slumber, wake
Sometimes we forget that Someone grants each gifted breath we take
Sometimes, then we are not prayerful, humble and obedient
Sometimes then, we are not careful with the seeds God’s goodness lent

It may not seem very dire, crucial or imperative
What or who attunes desire, what we choose to keep or give
Who we worship in the granting of love and longing’s pursuit
It may seem small in the planting, before the tree and the fruit

© Janet Martin







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