Wistful Wildflowers, Shadow Silhouettes, And Silent Sunsets

I took these last year when I went for a peaceful, quiet walk. And with these photos, I will participate in four different challenges all at the same time. 😄 First, I spotted some tiny wildflowers.

When in the garden later, I noticed that my bell peppers were starting to produce, and the dying flower petals are kind of close to the Granny Smith Apple color:

I stopped by my onion patch to take a photo, not realizing at first that my silhouette in shadow form was the main star of the photo instead of my onions. 😂

And later on, I saw this sunset, which seems to have most of the colors in this weeks installment of the Color Your World challenge – except for Granny Smith Apple green.

In Your Strong Wing’s Shadow

Wildflower at my grandma’s

I’m to fear no evil in this world,
Since You make it all Your footstool;
I await the day when Your plans are unfurled,
And You, King of Kings, on Your throne forever, rule.

It’s an uphill battle and I’m losing ground,
Hide me in Your strong wing’s shadow
So that I may be safe and sound.
Hug me and never let me go!

Hold me in Your loving arms,
Protect me, even if it is from me.
Don’t let anyone bring my soul harm,
But if trials come, let it bring glory to Thee.

As long as You, my Lord, are walking beside me,
I shall try my best to fearlessly follow You;
Please, Jesus my Savior, abide in me,
So that Your will I may do!


And David himself saith in the book of Psalms (Grace’s note: Psalm 110:1), “The LORD said unto my Lord, ‘Sit thou on my right hand, till I make thine enemies thy footstool.’ ” Luke 20:42 – 43

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in Thee: yea, in the shadow of Thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast. (Psalm 57:1)

Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of Thy wings… (Psalm 17:8)

Because Thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of Thy wings will I rejoice. (Psalm 63:7)

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

If ye abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you. (John 15:7)


Another poem I found in my drafts that I never posted. This one from July of last year. 🙂 And so is the photo. That was taken with my old camera if you can believe that. 😅

White As Snow Again – A Short Story

Dogwood bloom

Once upon a time, I gave up my rags of the world and in exchange, I was given a white robe. This robe was the most beautiful snow white. For a while, all was well.

But then I stained it.

Brown splotches where I allowed life to drag me through the mud, and stains that I dribbled on it from when I partook of things I shouldn’t have.

The robe was a wreck.

I felt so ashamed to approach the One who gave it to me. It was perfect when He gave it to me and now it was as dirty and torn as the rags I gave up before.

I thought it was beyond repair, beyond cleansing, beyond any help.

So I wallowed in despair, which was as dark as pitch, instead of going to He Who would assist me, and the robe turned into a coal-black color.

But then I remembered: it’s not about me and what I can do. He has something I don’t.

The ultimate Bleach.

It is Blood from the Lamb Who was slain.

I fell before Him and confessed all that was on my heart as I gave the robe back to Him and He washed it clean with His blood.

I was not worthy after all I had done, but it wasn’t about my worth; it was about His! He saw how pitiful I was and how sorry I was, and when I finally asked, He immediately forgave me, washed me clean, and welcomed me home like a prodigal child.

It became as white as snow again.

And now I go to Him as soon as I realize I have stained it, so that He may use His Bleach to get the stain out, and it was as if it were never there. I wrote down a prayer of thanks…

Cat footprints in snow

I prayed to be found in You,

I was so lost inside!
To You I would confide,

All that was in my mind true,

And all that was on my heart,
Before it tore me apart!

I spilled my innermost thoughts…

How could I even approach You
When I was clearly not worthy to?

I was ashamed and distraught;

My spirit was torn,
Heavily faded and worn,

Stained with pitch,

Covered in wretched sin;
But You took me in.

And with Your stitch,

The scars were sealed,
And I knew that I’d be healed.

I was left in amazement,

You bleached my gown
White as goose’s down!

I wondered where the stain went.

It was once again unblemished;
It was as if it were never tarnished!

I declared with audacity now,

“I trust in You, my Lord;
I trust Your Holy Word!”

I shall therefore vow,

No more hesitating,
No more waiting;

No longer will I waver –

Because of the Son Who was sent;
There’s no more embarrassment,

First, I’ll run to my Savior!


Pure Snow

One day, we will have these robes and they will never stain again. One day, we will not have our spirits crushed anymore. One day, we will be with the Perfect One, and we will not have to worry or feel ashamed anymore, because we will be with Him. And He will wipe our tears away…

After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands; and cried with a loud voice, saying, “Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.”
And all the angels stood round about the throne, and about the elders and the four beasts, and fell before the throne on their faces, and worshipped God, saying, “Amen: Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, and honour, and power, and might, be unto our God for ever and ever. Amen.”
And one of the elders answered, saying unto me, “What are these which are arrayed in white robes? and whence came they?”
And I said unto him, “Sir, thou knowest.”
And he said to me, “These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve him day and night in his temple: and he that sitteth on the throne shall dwell among them. They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.” (Revelation 7:9-17)

“Come now, an let us reason together,” saith the Lord: “though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” (Isaiah 1:18)

Autumn Leaves

In response to Cee’s Fun Photo Challenge: Autumn – Metal. You may remember the fall photos I shared last February of my grandma’s lake – but that same day, I took a bunch of close-ups of leaves as well that I haven’t shared before.

This one is probably my favorite of these. I like how the fall colors pop against the reflection of the sky on the lake:

These scarlet leaves were so glossy that glare ruined many of my shots, but this one turned out:

I believe these are oak leaves:

And I think these are maple. I like how half is changing and the other half is green, like it couldn’t decide if it was ready to embrace autumn:

If you want to see more fall photos (and a poem), I posted this last November: Fall Magic

Spring Has Sprung!

🌷 Spring Has Sprung! 🌺

The flowers show God’s artistry,
As new growth and plants have begun,
To reach for the warm sun!
Ah, how I am amazed by Thee!

It’s also that time of year when new discoveries
Are common on my little walks through nature;
In this case, they are oddball shapes in trees.
And you know I had to take photos for sure!

This is in response to Cee’s Fun Photo Challenge – Spring or Wood. In this case, it will be Spring and Wood (in the form of trees) because I’m including both. 🙂 I’m starting off the gallery with my grandma’s hot magenta azaleas:

Meet my new pear tree that grew from a seed this Spring. I didn’t expect it to grow when I planted it, but it did.

If you saw the name of the photo, you probably think I made a typo, but here’s the story: I name everything. Wildlife that I see often and my plants that I keep around usually ends up with a name. This is a pear tree. I went blank. But my mom came up with it: Peary Mason. (The old book series written by Erle Stanley Gardner and TV series starring Raymond Burr?) I really like that old TV show, and the name stuck. XD

Color Your World – Shocking Pink: Caterpillar And Pink Blossoms

In response to Color Your World – Shocking Pink: Here is a caterpillar I took photos of last spring, on pink blossoms. 🙂 My goal was to get photos of the blossoms – which was not easy because I don’t like heights and I had to stand on a ladder to reach them – and finding the caterpillar up there was like icing on the cake. God really made my week by making sure that little guy was on the blooms at just the right time. 😊 I just wish I had centered the photo a little better; but in my defense, I was gripping the slightly shaky ladder for dear life with my left hand and my right hand was getting really tired of being held over my head and refused to do what I wanted… 😂