I had an idea for a poem but couldn’t get it quite right. I attempted three times to get this thought right and finally gave up. Today and next Wednesday I will share two of the attempts.
Jesus washed the feet
of His disciples one by one.
He performed the service
neglecting no one. Continue reading
My pride took a beating
which left me upset.
Instead of seeing the big picture
I saw only my wants unmet. Continue reading
A moment of solitude
is an appointment we should make
each and every day
do not cancel or break. Continue reading
It’s not the seed
we can see Continue reading
Two trees in a garden
both with fruit hanging from them
one looked sweet
one looked bitter
only one was forbidden Continue reading
Hang on little Flag!
You are not fastened as tightly as you once were. Continue reading
Underneath our feet
below where we can see
there is a network
that seems to connect tree to tree. Continue reading
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