Life is a Garden Party

Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Respite


Respite

In a few minutes
I'll continue yard work,
but for right now I'll survey
seeing hard work does pay.

In blossom today
providing a bright array
are orange turkscap, purple phlox, purple coneflowers,
yellow lilies, heliopsis, sunflowers,

daisies, coreopsis, rudbeckias,
hydrangea, ladybells, hostas,
oregano, borage, red bee balm,
blazing stars, rose campion.

There's even vegetables in blossom.
My pots of gold – squash blossoms:
zucchini, buttercup,
summer squash, butternut.

There's a rainbow of delights
here at Rainbow's End tonight.
Something else that pleases me
is the drone of busy bees.

A swallowtail investigates
what's behind my garden gate.
Though he visits turkscap lilies and phlox,
it's the purple cone flowers he likes a lot.

There's a hummingbird in the yellow lilies.
A garden without lilies is just plain silly.
Now she's in the red bee balm
sharing with the bees without alarm.

A buzz close to me, an arm's length away,
is my special surprise of the day.
Around and around like a corkscrew
she sips refreshing afternoon dew.

The red geranium
had caught her attention.
It's a female hummingbird.
All to soon she's off, she soars.

Oh my, a chase ensures then a cry.
Two hummingbirds for flowers vie.
One is gone. One remains.
Seen in the bee balm again.

Another chase. Another cry.
"There's more than enough, you guys!
See, the red trumpet vine is in bloom now,
as well as the bonfire begonia."

If I hadn't been taking a respite,
I may not have noticed the fight.
Other birds are seen traveling on their journey through
together, not vying, as a general rule.

Yellow finches, wrens,
cardinals, robins.
All bring delight here at Rainbow's End.
And I find delight as I tend.

So this respite of writing is over for now.
Work before play was bred into me somehow.
Though I'd rather be writing,
must get back to the weeding.

Ta
Ta

* * * * *

Respite. A time to simply breathe and enjoy.
To forget about everything that annoys.
To rest body, soul, and spirit
of the problems life brings with it.

A respite
despite
stress
which tests
our faith,
but grace
enables
us able
to continue
to pursue
life's challenges
with a knowledge
that God is with us
and will grow our trust.
With Him
we win.
Don't quit.
Respite.
Through prayer
let God bear
your daily worries
and anxieties.
Meditate on God's promises
which are His assurances
that God has a good plan and purpose,
God's very best solution for us.

Until the day God calls us home
life will be filled with problems
but the Lord, who is with us,
simply invites us to trust.

And when that day finally comes
when our work on earth is done,
when God calls us to our heavenly home,
when we hear Him say to us "well done,"
on that day when we rest from our labors
our loved ones will recount God's gracious favor.

Daily came away and rest awhile in God's grace
as you allow God's faithful Word to worries erase.
God's faithfulness will encourage others, too,
when you testify of God's goodness to you.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.
Do not be wise in our own eyes;
fear the Lord and shun evil.
This will bring health to your body
and nourishment to your bones.
Proverbs 3:5-8

I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord.
Plan to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11

You whom I have upheld since you were conceived,
and have carried since your birth.
Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he,
I am he who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
I will sustain you and I will rescue you.
Isaiah 46:3-4

My grace is sufficient for you,
for my power is made perfect in my weakness.
II Corinthians 12:9

They will rest from their labor,
for their deeds will follow them.
Revelation 14:13

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Friday, August 16, 2019

Isaiah 58:11


The Lord will guide you always;                                                                  PROTECTOR




he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land                                         PROVIDER



and will strengthen your frame,                                                                     PRESERVER



You will be like a well-watered garden,                                                         PRODUCTIVE



like a spring whose waters never fail.                                                             PROMISE


Claim God's promises.
He is our Protector,
our Provider,
our Preserver.
We will be Productive
because God's Promises
will not fail us.

Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Babies


BABIES

Off to water the new climbing rose,
someday up the arbor it will grow.
What’s that I hear? Sounds like it’s scolding me.
It’s a robin in the crab apple tree.


I see the twig nest there in the arbor high.
To see it you have to look up to the sky.
Mr. and Mrs. Robin were crafty builders.
Their round nest is neat and tidy with mud shoulders.


The mud is packed tightly inside the nest,
a comfortable place for blue eggs to rest.
I don’t know how many eggs there will be.
I’ll just have to patiently wait to see.


One day the little blue eggs will hatch
and babies will be born without thatch.
Ugly, hairless, with big beaks
waiting for something to eat.


Their parents will supply worms aplenty
and soon feathers will sprout. There’ll be many.
They will turn from ugly to cute
and learn to sing just like a flute.


One day loud squawking will be heard.
It’s coming from the parent bird.
Encouraging their young ones to fly
from their safe loft up high in the sky.


All children are meant to spread their wings
while in the background parents sing
encouragement often to them
while praying “God protect them. Amen.”


Squawking might not be heard as encouragement.
It might be interpreted as disagreement.
Parents only mean to keep their children safe
while trusting in the Lord and growing strong faith.


Rather squawking from birds or testing from your teens,
there’s a lesson in this story to glean.
Be sure to say “I love you” and “be safe”.
They might leave the house with a smile on their face.


* * * * *

The Bible tells us that God knows
the activity of sparrows.
If God is concerned about little brown sparrows,
He certainly is concerned about your sorrows.


So many problems are solved by just simply waiting
even though we want a solution without waiting.
In the meantime, pray for everyone’s peace of heart and mind.
God does have an answer because He is loving and kind.


When you’re waiting for the situation to turn out different
please know, though it sometimes seems so, God is never ever silent.
He’s working out the details through others.
Just keep praying, God is never bothered.


Pray “Thy will be done.”
Cast your burdens – gone.
Just trust in the Lord while you wait.
You’ll learn that God is never late.


Not one sparrow is forgotten by God.
Luke 12:6

Do not be anxious about anything,
but in everything, by prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding,
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7

Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.
Psalm 27:14

I wait for the Lord, my soul waits,
and in his word I put my hope.
Psalm 130:5

Your will be done.
Matthew 6:10

Cast all your anxiety on him
because he cares for you.
I Peter 5:7

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.
Proverbs 3:5-6

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Quick Garden Guests











What I've learned re talking hummer's photos:
I sit under the tree and wait for them to come because if I approach they are gone.
Pay attention to their feeding times.
It can be very frustrating as by the time I focus and click, they are out of the frame.
Expect a lot of unusable photos.
Wear a red shirt. Many times they approach me. Haven't been quick enough to focus and click.
Taking photos is my mini vacation. Allow yourself time.

Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Hummers


HUMMERS

When hummers come

to watch is fun.

They dip

then sip.

Zip zip

wings flick.

          Gone quick.

Visiting the trumpet vine

at set times while the sun shines

into red clusters they dip

from trumpet flowers they sip.

Then hummers zip quick.

Do they wear lipstick

on their lips?

Who knows, they’re quick.

I’ve seen them sit
on the fence for a minute.
As soon as I approach – zip
off quick
they went.
Zip zip!
They’ll be back soon
when bee balm blooms.
Several will dine
all at one time
in citrus-scented blossoms.
Who knows where hummers come from
wearing bright feathers and down.

I’m delighted they remember me
and I’m glad when hummers I see.
I hear one now.
There he is – wow!
Dip.
Sip.
Zip!

* * * * *

Be sure to take time from your busy day
to enjoy God’s great creation today.
Creation was designed with you in mind
because God the Creator is so kind.

Whether it be birds singing
or hummingbirds zipping,
birds have much to teach us.
Especially to learn to trust.

Do you realize birds do not gather
or store up for their future.
They do not worry, they sing a song of thankfulness.
A song that teaches us to have believing faith and trust.

The birds of the air nest by the waters; they sing among the branches.
Psalm 104:12

Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young.
Psalm 84:3a

Look at the birds of the air;
they do not sow or reap or store away in barns,
and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.
Are you not much more valuable than they?
Matthew 6:26

You are worth more than many sparrows.
Matthew 10:31


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Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Entertainment


ENTERTAINMENT

Intending to share sunflower seeds,
sunflower heads are cut to dry.
Each head is filled with hundreds of seeds,
so friends will not need to buy.

But yesterday's procrastination on my part
has provided this morning's entertainment
for garden guests have come in
this sunny morning.

A feast, a banquet, a smorgasbord awaits
for those who came this morning to swipe.
They were here before first light
to feast to their heart's delight.

Gray titmice arrive
eating side by side.
Yakking up a storm
this sunny morn.

Mama cardinal with her orange beak
is here for a free breakfast she seeks.
Does she have a nest
where her young ones rest?

Look there...a chubby squirrel scampers in
causing feathered friends to fly in the wind.
His checks are full
with black seeds stored.

I see two striped chipmunks
peeking out behind the tree trunk.
Quite comical they are as they hustle,
then with each other romp and tussle.

But when the chipmunks see me
they're off as quick as can be
hiding in the drain pipe
now hidden out of sight.

Gray mourning doves and brown sparrows
have eaten fallen seeds down low.
They don't mind dining side by side
though others guests seem to vie...

for little chickadees
I no longer see
as blue jays chased away
these black-capped guests today.

The ground is littered with hulls
from sunflower seeds which fell
after the buffet was consumed.
There's nothing left for this afternoon.

The mourning doves have left.
The titmice are no longer guests.
The squirrels are taking a snooze.
The chipmunks left without a clue.

It's now quiet.
No entertainment.
No feathered friends.
This story ends.

The smorgasbord of creatures have gone
but if I listen I can hear their song
as they entertain someone else
at another banquet where it's help yourself.

* * * * *

This true story really happened one autumn morning
as I had procrastinated the previous evening.
This story reminds me of another story regarding leftovers.
We read it about in the Gospels, between the Bible's covers.

One meaning of leftovers, let's stress,
could mean we are not once, but doubly blessed.
Today we'll focus on what remained, the leftovers,
or the "broken pieces" as referred to in Scripture.

The gospel writers refer to these leftovers as broken pieces.
We all know life is filled with heartaches, some which never ceases.
Our heartache left us with broken pieces or brokenness.
Confused. Hurt. Discredited. Rejected. Damaged. A mess.

Do our heartaches or broken pieces serve a purpose?
For our maturity? Definitely, YES!
It's when we seek God fully.
The God of all comfort - truly!

The Japanese will repair pottery that was broken
with gold, creating a beautiful reminder, that mends.
In the end the object is more valuable.
That's what our brokenness does: we're more valuable.

Our broken pieces have value and worth.
Don't stay in a state of depression, come forth
into the light of God's mercy, grace, and love.
He's here, right now, for you, with a ready hug.

Nothing goes to waste in God's economy.
Not leftovers, not broken pieces, not you or me.
Let God use your brokenness for your good
and for God's glory, as only He could.

Taking the five loaves and the two fish
and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke the loaves....
They all ate and were satisfied,
and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken pieces
that were left over.
Matthew 14:19a,20

Taking the five loaves and the two fish
and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks....
they all ate and were satisfied,
and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls
of broken pieces of bread and fish.
Mark 6:41a,42-43

Taking the five loaves and the two fish
and looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and broke them....
They all ate and were satisfied,
and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls
of broken pieces that were left over.
Luke 9:16a-17

Jesus then took the loaves, gave thanks,
and distributed to those who were seated...
When they had all had enough to eat, he said to his disciples,
"Gather the pieces that are left over. Let nothing be wasted."
So they gathered them and filled twelve baskets
with the pieces of the five barley loaves left over...
John 6:11a-13

The Father of compassion and the God of all comfort.
II Corinthians 1:3b

He knows the way that I take;
when he has tested me,
I will come forth as gold.
Job 23:10

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Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Chorus


Chorus

What's this I hear?
Pleasant to my ears.
One instrument starts,
though it's not a harp,
than another joins in -
soon it sounds like singing.

Another member joins
this joyful chorus line.
A new composition
is being written.
It's an original opus
which seems to greatly please us.

One member of the choir, late
joins this original debate
richly enhancing the song
with his a Capella long.
Confident, he's not at all shy
as his voice floats through the sky.

Another member who felt sick
now feels better for the music
lifted his woebegone spirit
and he soon feels better for it.
He now joins in with song
while tapping his toes along.

This chorus sings without instruments
for their voices are their instruments.
Finely tuned they sing,
morning and evening,
songs of thanksgiving -
a heartfelt offering.

You're met these chorus members before.
They were welcomed outside your door
when the first robin of spring
and other joyfully singing
songbirds
are heard.

* * * * *

Music can lift our spirit
whenever we hear it.
Not just from constructed musical instruments
but also from nature and all it represents.

The buzz of bees is sweet to hear
when to flower blossoms they veer.
The singing of birds
is joyous music heard.

The lapping of the ocean's foam,
the rushing of the river's drone,
the wind that blows,
the cattle's low.

The bleating of sheep,
a chick's peep-peep-peep,
the rooster's er-er-er-er-errr,
the drip of a passing rain shower.

And quacks and clucks and gobbles and honks
all add to the music that talks...
in fact, shouts for joy to the Lord
for nature is never bored.

It celebrates with music.
Don't be shy, join in it.
Make any joyful noise.
Your spirit will be buoyed.

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth,
burst into jubilant song with music;
make music to the Lord with the harp,
with the harp and the sound of singing,
with trumpets and the blast of the ram's horn -
shout for joy before the Lord, the King.
Let the sea resound, and everything in it,
the world, and all who live in it.
Let the rivers clap their hands,
let the mountains sing together with joy;
let them sing before the Lord.
Psalm 98:4-9