Showing posts with label creator. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creator. Show all posts

Sunday, February 16, 2025

All This And Heaven Too

Enjoying a Snowbound Sunday! 


Proverbs 3:19-20
The LORD founded the earth by wisdom 
and established the heavens by understanding. /
By His knowledge the watery depths were broken open, 
and the clouds dripped with dew. (or snow??)

Romans 1:20
For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities,
His eternal power and divine nature, 
have been clearly seen, 
being understood from His workmanship, 
that men are without excuse.

Colossians 1:16
For in Him all things were created, 
things in heaven and on earth,
 visible and invisible, 
whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities. 
things were created through Him and for Him.

Psalm 104:24
How many are Your works, O LORD! 
In wisdom You have made them all; 
the earth is full of Your creatures.

Jeremiah 10:12
The LORD made the earth by His power;
 He established the world by His wisdom 
and stretched out the heavens by His understanding.

Where every window frames a masterpiece by God unfurled...







And bids us find a cozy seat to marvel at the world...


Where every window frames a masterpiece by God unfurled
And bids us find a cozy seat to marvel at the world
Where the Creator fills the earth with galleries, snow-spun
And awestruck creature thrills in works of art second to none

Where every season brims with boundless beauty to behold
And humble hearts thunder with hymns as God's name is extolled
(Where we are all without excuse; God's qualities unfurled
In evidence unloosed since the creation of the world) Rom.1:18-20

Where to witness mankind's delight must bring God pleasure too
As we approach Faith Turned To Sight, when all will be made new
But, until then He grants a world of unplumbed majesty 
Gazillion autographs untwirled for everyone to see 

Where He maintains the matrix of four-season ebb and flow
 A collage of mosaics swirls blue sky, green grass, white snow 
Until it seems each season tries to boast the finest view
While, every heart a poet sighs, All this and Heaven too' 

Janet Martin






                            

Tuesday, June 18, 2024

Love Song to the Creator


Psalm 68:19
Blessed be the Lord,
Who daily loads us with benefits,
The God of our salvation! Selah


I love the Author of the rose
Of budded fount that overflows
With finest petal filigree
Of delicate, detailed design
Where masterpieces, great and small
Spill in copious free-for-all
Like volumes full of poetry
Where God penned every perfect line


The sweet and juicy happiness
Of strawberry delicious-yes...



I love the beauty of the earth
And sky; how beholding gives birth
To gladness for the thoughts and ways
Of He, no mind can comprehend...




I love the glory God reveals
Where creation’s cupola peals
In reply to finch, lark and wren
(or robin)


In rolling vistas that amaze...



In gardens as they showcase He
Who instills seed with majesty...



I love the joy that God bestows
Through art only He can compose
The thundercloud, tree silhouette
The innocence of pup and child
The sweet and juicy happiness
Of strawberry delicious-yes
The grandeur of sunrise and set
To run wonder’s awed worship wild

I love the glory God reveals
Where creation’s cupola peals
In reply to finch, lark and wren
In rolling vistas that amaze
In gardens as they showcase He
Who instills seed with majesty
And beckons poets, once again
To spill a humble hymn of praise

I love the Author of the rose
Of budded fount that overflows
With finest petal filigree
Of delicate, detailed design
Where masterpieces, great and small
Spill in copious free-for-all
Like volumes full of poetry
Where God penned every perfect line

I love the beauty of the earth
And sky; how beholding gives birth
To gladness for the thoughts and ways
Of He, no mind can comprehend
Of Providence that never wanes
Of love unfathomed, that sustains
Goodness and mercy all our days
Hope’s anchor, faithful to the end

© Janet Martin

I love the beauty of the earth


And sky; 


...how beholding gives birth
To gladness for the thoughts and ways
Of He, no mind can comprehend...

1 Cor.1:26-31
Brothers and sisters, think of what you were when you were called.
 Not many of you were wise by human standards;
 not many were influential;
not many were of noble birth. 
27 But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; 
God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. 
28 God chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—
and the things that are not—
to nullify the things that are, 
29 so that no one may boast before him. 
30 It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, 
who has become for us wisdom from God—
that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption. 
31 Therefore, as it is written: 
“Let the one who boasts boast in the Lord.”[d]

Friday, March 8, 2024

The Best That Boast Can Laud (begins and ends with God)

Happy...Friday?!! Already😅🙏💗

So many sweet photo-op skies this week...
Below, just a few!









Col.1:15-17
The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.
  16For in Him all things were created, things in heaven and on earth,
visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities.
 All things were created through Him and for Him.
17He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.

All beauty we behold is divinely founded!
without God's mercy and might to hold it in place
it would all fall!

Artists, since the beginning mimic His creation,
all inspiration of God-breathed origin!

My poetic endeavors have been challenged this week
it seems. It flew by in a blink of blessing!

Mon.-Food safety and management course, 

Tues.-grand-sonny visit, appointment, small group gettogether,

Wed. finishing food prep and delivery for event mentioned here 
Thursday-Help my mom with spring-cleaning (forgot camera!!)😭
...and just like that!!! It's Friday!

Today I am prepping food and house 
for our youngest daughter's birthday celebration
on the weekend!
A whole bunch of friends staying over while 
Jim and I stay out😅💝

I began this poem yesterday morning!
The first line fell from Heaven as I stood admiring the sky
while rubbing sleep from my eyes...


Time’s fountain brims with life; it peals from belfries gold and gray
Its showstoppers run rife; God never takes a holiday
The Hand that tunes the tide that ebbs and flows with season-sweeps
Regales the countryside with color, crowned with boundless deeps
The best that boast can laud as brush and pen rush awe’s grandstands
Begins and ends with God; each work of art drawn from His hands

He grants the breathless dance of worship’s unrehearsed requiem
And cheers hope’s countenance with refreshment where mercies stream
In wonders of creation, from the wellspring of his Word
Reasons for celebration overflow and undergird
To kindle exaltation that is incomparable
Salvation’s invitation still extends to one and all

God’s goodness never ceases to thrill the soul that believes
Unrivaled masterpieces humble all mankind achieves
Thus, the best boast can muster as we meditate on This
Are endeavors to trust Him more because of Who He IS
His faultless Influence imparts the best that boast can laud
All art we woo from hands and hearts begins and ends with God

© Janet Martin

Every artist who ever has dipped pen or brush
 into inkwells and paint palettes
draws from scenes cupped and cradled in God's Hands!
Thus every work of art ought to be signed-
By His grace
For His glory!










Thursday, September 7, 2023

Delight's Attention Spans

A few delights caught on camera,
that helped inspire today's poem...

Clouds heaped on deeps of boundless blue, 


a grape-embellished vine...



He spills Majesty’s showcases, in petals, paper-thin...






A flower in its precious prime,





 a bud, bursting to tell
 (I am so eager for this hibiscus to begin blooming!!)


A bloom, bowed by the toll of Time’s unyielding carousel...


To mint and silver-dazzled mist of dew-kissed fennel-frond


God draws delight’s attentions to beauties and mercies fine
Clouds heaped on deeps of boundless blue, a grape-embellished vine
A flower in its precious prime, a bud, bursting to tell
A bloom, bowed by the toll of Time’s unyielding carousel
A treetop, cobbled to the moon, a pot of garden stew
A bit of summer afternoon left after work is through

He spills Majesty’s showcases, in petals, paper-thin
He wills unfathomed graces to a world blighted by sin
Four-season feasts of grandeur, great and small, thrill and confound
Impressions of His splendor thunder, oft without a sound
As glory of the earth and sky declares the glory of
The Lord. Ah, here a butterfly, ah, there a cooing dove

Coruscant vim of brook-verve curves through wood and meadowland
God’s evidence, without reserve, anoints Want’s blind demand
And fills us with anticipation for impending praise;
Impromptu celebrations as we marvel at His ways
Mantled in morning amethyst, hailed from Welkin Beyond
To mint and silver-dazzled mist of dew-kissed fennel-frond

How holy is the lowly spud, how God’s providence awes
Incomprehensible, the Thought that ordain nature’s laws
And draws delights attentions to beauties and mercies fair
And kindles endless anthems to a God beyond compare
Whose outer fringes flourish in frames filled with ‘let there be’
Whose Inner Whispers nourish gladness and humility

Delight's attention spans the gap twixt worshipper and God
It joins the the trees that clap their hands, the hill-and-field pealed laud
Where spoken tokens of his Word yield what He has decreed
His proclamation, undeterred for He is Lord indeed
Who draws delight's attention to creation's chief employ
To lift our hearts and voices and to shout and sing for joy

© Janet Martin

a pot of garden-stew...


***


Yesterday the morning was turning swiftly sweltering...
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear
but my dear neighbor with a potato-digger!
My hallelujah-hymn, 
(kindled as the potato-fork
unearthed Yukon gold and Idaho red treasure
 in astonishing measure)
reached new and unexpected heights;
the kind of height that only (unexpected) kindness 
(esp. potato-digger kindness)
achieves!!

(my apologies for the WOW!!!
in my delight, I forgot I was recording😂💗)



You will indeed go out with joy and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.

Clap your hands, all you peoples; shout unto God with a voice of triumph.

The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.

The pastures are clothed with flocks, 
and the valleys are decked with grain. 
They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.

North and south You created; 
Tabor and Hermon shout for joy at Your name.

The floodwaters have risen, O LORD; 
the rivers have raised their voice;
 the seas lift up their pounding waves.

Sing for joy, O heavens, for the LORD has done this; 
shout aloud, O depths of the earth.
 Break forth in song, O mountains, 
you forests and all your trees. 
For the LORD has redeemed Jacob, 
and revealed His glory in Israel.