Time's pearls hold the colors of the rainbow and every tint between...
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
Lam.3:22-23
...Though he brings grief, he will show compassion,
so great is his unfailing love.
Lam.3:32
“After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea
Who knew a bowl of burgundy beets beaming in the bright morning sun
could make one mildly delirious with delight
...but it did!
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
Lam.3:22-23
...Though he brings grief, he will show compassion,
so great is his unfailing love.
Lam.3:32
The roof of stars lowers its bars
Heaven pours gold across glossed clay
Where freeways start to fill with cars
As dot-to-dot of day-to-day
…adds face to what seems commonplace
If we forget to recognize
The Author of uncommon grace
That sweeps the darkness from the skies
…with mercy’s flood misunderstood
If we neglect to simply trust
The Hand that works for our good
No matter what vexes this dust
He fills the grail that spills time’s trail
In dot-do-dot of day-to-day
With His kind love that does not fail
No gem has ever lost its way
© Janet Martin
“After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea
Who knew a bowl of burgundy beets beaming in the bright morning sun
could make one mildly delirious with delight
...but it did!
