Of Frameworks and Foundation

The frame of mind whereon we build is filled with sundry thought

Of grit and grin, of faith and fear, of friendliness, or not

And from that thought that seems so small and hid evolves its sum

The words we say, the deeds we do, the person we become

The frame of mind houses much more than we may deem, at first

Where darling dream and secret scheme and hope unseen are nursed

Before the door to choice and voice and touch-taste swings ajar

To unveil, what begins with thought, the person that we are

The frame of mind can define truth or blind us to ourselves

It holds the molds of say and do upon its thought-cast shelves

Where we are the disciples of its seemingly veiled bid

As who we are is proven by what cannot remain hid

The frame of mind is anchored in the heart where deeds and words

Are mentored by the measure of the treasure that it hoards

The Origin of human being, being God-designed

Authors the bedrock of each heart that holds each frame of mind

© Janet Martin

 A good man out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth that which is good; 

and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart brings forth that which is evil: 

for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaks.

Luke 6:45

Until Want Is Filled

 I know I've shared this song before but its worth a second listen:)

If you want to be filled with awe and admonition, page through the Psalms and count how many chapters begin with the reminder to us to sing and praise God!

When wish leaves love’s laughter spent

It is time to be content

Wishing drains the heart of hymn

Wastes the hour waned of vim

When we mistake want for need

And the voice of envy heed

We will miss Blessing’s buffet

Blinded by want’s wishing way

When the happiness we crave

Seems lacking in what we have

We should look with longer glance

Until want is stilled

And filled with humble thanks

© Janet Martin

Inspired, in part by this;
Contentment is Knowing the Difference...

Waiting While Winter Wearies...

The motivation to spring-clean in spite of the frigid temps has to do with words like;

 garden, flowers, sunshine, bird-song, green, warmth, earth etc:)

Meanwhile, birdies are getting their feather-coats fluffed with fierce, frosty fingers!

....and earth is a wide, wild ballroom

Earth is a wide,white-washed ballroom

Fallen stars frolic on fields sealed in snow   

Mother Nature's apron cups blooms

Eager to spill into spring’s flower-show

Summer seems far and forgotten

Lost, like a land in a mythical place

We wait for green words like ‘garden’

To salt our speech with its flowery grace

Purple and pink paradises

Wink from a world in white wastelands contained

Earth must withhold its surprises

Until the will of old winter has waned

© Janet Martin

Surefire Rebuttal

 In spite of resolutions resolved, prayers prayed, promises promised,

Ultimately,only one thing combats temptation; Just.Don't.

When we meet with sweet temptation

And we think we might give in

Here is one surefire weapon

That will keep us from its sin

Don’t do it

When our rigid resolutions

Seem to weaken, one by one

Until giving in feels human

And its pay-off –no harm done

Don’t do it

When the banter of the devil

Disguises evil as good

There is one no-fail acquittal

That has test of time withstood

Just. Don’t do it

© Janet Martin

 When tempted, no one should say, “God is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does He tempt anyone. But each one is tempted when by his own evil desires he is lured away and enticed. Then after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and when sin is fully grown, it gives birth to death.

 James 1:13-15