only the bravest
dare to thrive on the edges
fearless free climbers
Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; you are Mine.
Isaiah 43:1b (NKJV)
Category: summer
Calibrachoa
dressed in luminous colors
stars of the garden
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.
Matthew 6:28-29 (NIV)
Do not dwell on bad
or bad will only turn worse
water the flowers.
Photo by Christian Hermann on Unsplash
This is a repost of one of my first summer haikus, written in July 2020.
pink lady slippers
keep watch, as the setting sun
peeks between the clouds
lonely Hunger Stone
on the growing river bank
together, alone
Surely the arm of the Lord is not too short to save, nor His ear to dull to hear.
Isaiah 59:1 (NIV)
Photo by Dr. Bernd Gross on Wikipedia.
the morning after
birds singing in the brisk breeze
thankful for the rain
Let us acknowledge the Lord; let us press on to acknowledge Him. As surely as the sun rises, He will appear; He will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth.
Hosea 6:3 (NIV)
and in summer, too. 😊
step out on the rocks
just beyond the water’s edge
sunset’s siren song
a stately monarch
perched atop a bright orange throne
each flower a home
cicada chorus
swirling in the Southern heat
opened oven door
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