As The Flower Of The Grass


β€œAll flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of the grass.
The grass withers, and its flower falls away, but the word of the LORD endures forever.”
Now this is the word which by the gospel was preached to you. (First Peter 1:24-25)


As I was looking through my photos, I found this one (among many others I plan to share eventually πŸ˜…) that I haven’t shared yet, and I thought of this verse. I haven’t made one of these in a while, so I thought I would. I love how there is a promise of the word of the Lord enduring forever in these verses. ❀

Hope you are having a great Monday! ❀

P.S.: I’m catching up with comments – I love reading and responding to you all, but I’ve been busy the past couple of weeks. πŸ™‚

My Emotions

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My emotions
Like a wild beast
A tiger crouching
Ready to pounce
And tear at my insides
As if my heart were its prey

My emotions
Can’t be tamed
For every time I reach
They bite like ravenous wolves
Making me bleed tears
That fall down my cheeks

My Helper comes
Extends His arm forward
I cringe as I expect
Frustration
Bitterness
Sadness
Anger
Pain
To attack Him
But He looks at me
β€œWill you let Me in the gate?”
β€œYes Lord.”
I open the gate
He goes into the wild
He pets them and calms them
Patience
Restoration
Joy
Love
Empathy
Tamed at last


But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law. (Galatians 5:22-23)


Hello, and happy Monday! πŸ™‚ The first two photos are two cats I had years ago, Simba and Sonny. I feel like I need to apologize to Jackie for using this photo again, but it captures the untamed feeling I was going for. πŸ˜… I know this is a little different than the poems I usually post but I wanted to try something different and raw. I hope you enjoyed and have a great day! ❀

Asking, Seeking, Knocking

I thought I knew You
But knew another instead
Junk food for the soul
Not nutritiously fed

Eating.

My spirit grew fat on the sugar
And my health deteriorated
On the outside I looked healthy
But inside the lies saturated

Dying.

Then I was fed with Truth
Junk food tasted sweet
But I didn’t want to die –
I drank the milk and moved to meat

Fighting.

I felt as if I weren’t on solid ground
But were standing on sinking sand.
Like the floor was not sound
And I had no helping hand.

ASKING.

What is truth
And what is lies
Who is the Rock?
Oh hear my cries!

Praying.

I trusted no one, feeling like
I went from a dream to awake.
Is this You or is that You?
Which is real? What is fake?

SEEKING.

You will reveal Yourself
To those who seek
That was a promise
To the humble and meek.

KNOCKING.

I looked through the pages
And read the words
Ate the book, found You
The milk did not turn to curds

Worshipping.

Your words are not sour
You truly bring life to my spirit
Your words are sweet to taste
And keep me from the pit

Singing.

I praise You for bringing
Your light into me
And saving my soul
And shining through me

Living.

I will follow You
Death cannot find me
Perhaps I’ll sleep for a time
But You will raise me

Everlasting.


I feel like I need to apologize to mom… using her delicious sundaes and Oreo cake as an example of unhealthy foods. πŸ˜…Β  They sure were good though! And that’s also mom’s ground turkey stew and seasoned chicken and veggies.

Good stuff. And she made enough for an army. I ate it for lunch and dinner every day for days and I’m not complaining. It was a delight. πŸ˜‹Β 

Hope you enjoyed and see you around! ❀

It’s been a while…

Hello there! πŸ™‚ Hopefully I’m actually back this time. πŸ˜…

It’s been too long since I last posted. Thought I’d start us off with some photos I took on the 27th of the sunset and silhouettes of some type of grass. πŸ™‚

And pine tree branches. πŸ˜€ Haha.Β  I had a lot of fun that night.

Anyway…

A lot has been happening. I planned to have a short Thanksgiving break and it turned into three months.

My uncle came in from Texas and he stayed for almost two months. We got a lot of stuff accomplished while he was here, such as a new driveway put in. (I was very tempted to title this post “It’s the end of the road” because we live at the end of a dead-end road and a lot of these photos are about the new driveway. And I like puns. But I didn’t want people to see the title and think I stopped blogging. O.o)

Yeah, it was so needed. Mom and I almost got stuck in her car a week or so before we had this done.

We had the gravel hauled in and well…

I had fun in it. πŸ˜…

Mom snapped this one of me. XD

And this one too. Mom found a baby turtle!

He was cute but shy!

After I released him in a safe place, the gravel mountain was smoothed out.

And no more giant hole! But this also means I lost my tadpole pond. πŸ˜… πŸ˜… πŸ˜…

I helped get all the water out of the hole. I wanted to help with the driveway, but I also volunteered because I grabbed an old strainer and had every intention of saving the tadpoles in the mudhole. πŸ˜… Why a frog decided to lay eggs in late November is beyond me. Anyway, I didn’t count them all individually but I estimated how many I had in my strainer each time and I estimated I saved about 300 tadpoles in all… O.o I moved them into a cooler no one was using. I accidentally let it fill with water over the summer; I wanted to drill holes in the bottom and use it as a planter, but it became a tadpole habitat instead.

But now we have a new driveway! πŸ˜€ Mom got this photo of me dancing on it. πŸ˜…


Another thing that happened is this lovely new (to us – it’s a 2008 model) Impala. Which means I get to study for my driver’s license and practice driving with the new car! πŸ˜€

So I didn’t have a lot of time for blogging. Most of the time was great. There were a few days where it wasn’t so great though. I lost two of my cats. One was from the feral cat population (but wasn’t a wild cat anymore!) and the other was our 15 1/2 year old Angel. (You may remember her from her 14th birthday post. I was going to do a 15th birthday post this year but she had some medical problems and she looked like a shaved rat. So I was waiting for her fur to grow back out.) I’m going to do more detailed posts for these two gifts from God later. πŸ™‚

Be on the lookout in an hour for a new poem – I scheduled it for 9AM CST – and hope to see you around! ❀

Ignorance Is Not Bliss

This is part three of a short series. The first being I Let Them In and the second being Mighty To Save, but you don’t have to read those to understand this. πŸ™‚

During a Q&A with a pastor, this topic came up and I really wanted to address it. I was a bit shy about making posts like this at the time I heard the question and answer, so I don’t remember exactly how this went. Therefore, I’m going to paraphrase. The question was something like, β€œWhen I was young, I committed a sin. If I didn’t know that something was a sin and I did it, does it still count as a sin?” The response?

“You were young and didn’t know it was sin. God forgives you, you have nothing to worry about.”

This messed me up as a teen. I believed if I avoided reading parts of the Bible or researching if certain things were sin, then it wouldn’t be sin for me since I didn’t know it was sin. I still did Bible study for end times stuff because I was fascinated with that subject, but I didn’t really read other stuff. Like this would keep me from being accountable.

SIN IS SIN.

Whether we know it or not, sin is sin. When we know something is sin and we have been doing it, the appropriate response isn’t thinking I wasn’t held accountable because I didn’t know. (Sorry for the triple-negative. 😜) The correct response should be repentance. Remorse for the sin. Realizing how God sees sin. Turning away from sin.Β  Thinking that I don’t have to repent because I didn’t know, and then not doing it in the future is enough – it isn’t enough. It leaves Jesus out of the equation.

It’s like finding a bill that is overdue. You don’t think, “Oh, I didn’t know I owed that so I don’t need to worry about it.” Someday, you’ll have to pay it. But we can never pay for sin. However, the good news is that Jesus can. And He did – if we will just go to Him. ❀

Mighty To Save

What is sin?
Ignorance is not bliss
I didn’t question –
Temptation kissed

I took his hand,
Not knowing what pain
Would lie ahead
But God saw the stains.

What was a crime?
Sin gently fogged my vision
Smeared them with grime
Clouded my lens…

My glasses once clear
Were no longer.
Sin grinned and sneered
Oh, I wished I’d been stronger!

Blinded by guilt –
I was too far gone, I knew
But His blood has been spilt!
He paid the price, this was true!

Oh my Lord, what have I done?
I fall to my knees and look above –
May I let go of what He hates,
And embrace what He loves!

No condemnation in Jesus –
I repented and from sin, turned away.
There is no guilt in His grace,
Forgiveness is here to stay!

It wasn’t too late for me –
He pulled me from the grave.
Death where is your victory?
Oh, Jesus is mighty to save!


This is part two of a series, with last week’s I Let Them In being the first part. And this will have a part three! Who knew? I didn’t. XD I intended for next week’s post to stand alone, but this poem and last weeks came to me. Praise Jesus. πŸ™‚ See you soon! ❀

Full Hunter’s Moon 2019

Each month the full moon has a name. October is a Full Hunter’s Moon. The name comes from Native American lore. (September is Full Corn Moon, which explains the lyrics from Pocahontas’ song, Colors Of The Wind. I didn’t get that until now. XD If you want to read more about how each full moon got its nickname, here is where I got the info: https://www.almanac.com/content/full-moon-names)

I made it my mission to go out and not only see it but get photos as it came up over the horizon. The only problem was, there were trees in the way. I could sort of see it through the trees but really, it made it look like the trees were on fire.

…it didn’t go as I planned. I kept changing angles and trying to see the full moon but there were too many trees. I’m not sure how long it took me, but I finally saw that I could use the trees to my advantage to frame the moon:

So instead of a bunch of fails, I started getting images like this, which I was at least sort of satisfied with.

My favorite photo of the night didn’t show the orange as much because the moon had moved away from the horizon, but the framing was pretty great:

The next full moon, the Full Beaver Moon, will be on the 12th of November. I hope I remember because I want to try getting photos of that full moon too. Hope to see you then! ❀