Noah

When sin and wickedness fouled the earth
God's option was destruction and rebirth.
Faithful, righteous Noah answered His call
to build a boat, teach, and plead with all
sinners to heed and repent.
He preached, not in a tent,
but at a construction site,
where grew in height
the giant boat He was given instructions to build.
No union workers or carpenter's guild
assisted with his project,
nor could he persuade any to protect
their lives by repenting and going inside.
The animals knew to follow the unseen guide
as out of the forest and across the plain
they came, from feather to mane.
Into their places they quietly went,
and then the angel God sent
ominously closed the door and withdrew.
Jeered by more than just a few,
the ark for seven days remained motionless
on dry land and grass.
Then the rains came,
forty nights and days the same
pounding, rocking, floating, wondering
what could possibly withstand the hammering.
Below the waves, mountains grew,
canyons receded, the earth's shape no one knew.
Protected inside by angels unseen
the family's awareness was keen.
As the waters began to recede
Noah wondered indeed
when they would disembark to the plain,
pitch their tents and crops again.
First the raven did fly
until things began to dry;
Then the dove was given a turn,
and with a fresh olive leaf did return.
Seven more days passed
and the dove disappeared at last.
With the ark's roof no longer there,
God said, "Enjoy the fresh air!
Come out and inhabit the earth, all of you.
Bring the birds and animals, too."
In gratitude and thanksgiving
with thanks to God, for they were living,
they offered Him sacrifices pure.
God's promise today still does endure,
sealed in the sky, the rainbow bright,
reflecting the Son's pure light,
as we will see on the day of glory,
the end, yet beginning, of the story.

@ vegiemama of Home-N-Vegie-Blog

Bracket Fungi

Neat fungi...same formation, viewed from opposite sides.

Spring Trillium

My favorite spring wildflower.  Did I say favorite?  OK, I meant one of my spring favorites ;-)

Psalm 23

Nothing will I lack
With the Lord at my back
My Shepherd, my Guide.
He takes me beside
Pastures of green
Near waters' shimmery sheen
A place of rest
A haven, a nest.
My innermost being
Undergoes reconditioning
As along the passageway of spirituality
He pilots my journey.
All due honor, respect, and praise
I give to His name, all of my days.
Even when I am near life's eclipse
No cry escapes my lips
Darkness doesn't leave me fainthearted
For I am comforted
Because my Shepherd has marked me
His sheep, for eternity.
While in view of the tempter outside the stable
With confidence, I come to the table
Heavy laden with Your gift, a fete
Lovingly prepared, my own personal banquet.
I am set aside, consecrated, my mind
With cascading oil I to you bind.
For the remainder of my days
I am blessed by your gentle, softhearted ways.
And when thru resurrection my life extends
My Shepherd will forever be, My Best Friend.

@ vegiemama of Home-N-Vegie-Blog

Family

Mom, dad, two kids,
The perfect, All-American family.
Two goldfish and a cat
Do blend in quite dandily.

Though far apart in age,
We've formed a unique blend,
Whatever life may bring our way,
On each other we depend.

@ vegiemama of Home-N-Vegie-Blog

Based on Genesis 1:26, 27; Exodus 3:14

You are My reflection
With My hands
Your body I formed
Lovingly
Carefully
Tenderly
Your are My friend
Glorify Me
Show the world who I AM

@ vegiemama of Home-N-Vegie-Blog