Everyday, everywhere in all things God is there. From the grandest of things to the simplest and gentlest.
Consider this poem which I wrote many years ago about a real situation near our house. Think about it. Think about the wonder of God’s love.
FLOWER BOXES
by John Newlin
She lived quietly by the sea,
On the very beach itself,
Her front yard only sand,
Her view the unending ocean.
Often as we passed on our way,
She quietly moved about,
Caring for flowers in boxes
Neatly stationed along deck rails.
She always wore bright scarves
Firmly wrapped about her head,
Their colorful patterns
Hiding the absence of hair.
We would see her from our house,
Steadily moving,
Watering plant after plant,
Gliding in a flowing skirt.
The years passed, four years,
And we noticed a “for sale” sign.
Well, she died, you know, we were told.
No, we did not.
Suddenly new people arrived,
Filling the freshly painted house
With activity and new life.
No flower boxes could be seen.
Reborn, the house lives on,
With a new identity.
The past has disappeared.
Fresh life fills the rooms.
And the flowers that once grew,
So that she could water them,
Now bloom on other decks,
Their purpose here fully served.
God is. His glory is beyond imagining. His love limitless. Live in that presence all the time, moment to moment. Let nothing interfere with that reality, no matter what you are engaged in, no matter what is happening in this world.
July 2022
Copyright © 2022 by John Newlin
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