This beautiful poem was written by a woman born in 1871. It is still true today. In NYT this morning, February 26, 2021
Spring in the Air
Consider the lilies of the field… Matt 6:28
Consider the lilies of the field… Matt 6:28
This beautiful poem was written by a woman born in 1871. It is still true today. In NYT this morning, February 26, 2021
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It really is a beautiful poem to read and think on and so much to look forward to. As you said, Sara, “It is still true today”…
That reminded me of an enduring constant and promise from the Lord, “As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease.” Genesis 8:22
Reading this poem sure does open your eyes to the beauty of Spring. I look forward to all the beauty that comes with Spring. 💐☀️🌻🌹🌷🌼🌸🌺🥀🦜
Isaiah 55:10-11 ESV “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.”
Have you placed a seed in the mind or heart or another and waited for the harvest? Reading the words in Isaiah preparing those who have given the word and those who have received the word incites spring sightings both from within and without!
Watching for spring sightings gives the feeling of a faith builders marathon. It will surely come wait for it…
“This vision is for a future time. It describes the end, and it will be fulfilled. If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently, for it will surely take place. It will not be delayed.” Habakkuk 2:3
“so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it”, Sara quotes.
Following a trail in recent blogs from “Wisdom Tea Party”; to “Breath of God”; “And God Said”; to this blog, it seems God’s “Wisdom Words” is the shining light needed in today’s darkness, just like in darkness past.
These scriptures came to mind, “And so we have the prophetic word confirmed, which you do well to heed as a light that shines in a dark place, until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts;” 2 Peter 1:19
“Wisdom is the principal thing; Therefore get wisdom. And in all your getting, get understanding.” Proverbs 4:7
“for to one is given the word of wisdom through the Spirit, to another the word of knowledge through the same Spirit,” I Cor 12:8
There are a lot of words out in the air that are not Wisdom; not from God’s mouth. They may produce a harvest, but not one God intended. Reminded me of an illustration in one of Sara’s retreat books, “Dressing for His Glory”, where she used the example of mistletoe containing seeds and able to shoot them far (up to 60′); Sara says here: “Wherever they land, another plant comes up”; mistletoe – a parasite – draws nourishment from trees on which it grows; not so bad unless it takes over. Some are called slow killers – their roots invade the tree, stealing nutrients and water and eventually killing the host tree.”… reminding us that “Life and death to the tree (our tongue).”
I am grateful that Sara’s gifted Wisdom words bring light, and trust a good harvest, here to these pages and elsewhere. As Sara quoted in, “And God Said”, Our friend Beth writes, “Dear Sara, it is always darkest before dawn, yet your candles remind us that we are God’s light in the world. …” I agree with Beth.
Thank you Sara for sharing you poem. It inspired me I have daffodil card, daffodil painting, seeds as I see the first day’s of Spring here in Alabama.
Debi I loved your thoroughness going through Sara’s studies. So wonderful I started to type Amen and head for the garden.
Tammy I loved hearing from you. You are one of the shining flowers in God’s garden with your shining face and smile as you look upon each little sick precious flower of God peeking at you go from one hospital bed to another.
Spring is Here by Rena Oynes
Winters gone and Spring has sprung. The gardener who has hidden herself away
now does the Spring dance and twills around first seeing the green blades of grass take over the dead grass of winter. Then sees the weeds which have popped everywhere due to lack of attention of the gardener now find themselves in the gardeners hand being pulled so as not to strangle the life out of the plants which peeking out from their brown bedcover of dirt. The little plant likes stretching in the warm sunshine. Stretching, they grow inch by inch, blossoming out as it grows. The plants who died in the frozen winter are cut back so they take off the old coat and put on another. Beautiful blossoms will soon come to delight each one who slows down enough and takes in the beautiful garden made by God and taken care of by the gardener, God’s hands to care of His garden.
I loved your poem Sara. It inspired me to write my own as I am in the pulling weed stage and have seen ginger poking through the ground, roses blooming, and daffodils looking so pretty.
As I love to garden and find myself forgetting time as I work. I think of the garden as we are. Some plants unborn. Not knowing Jesus, others being so young in their walk with Jesus looking for every morsel fromGod . Older ones who need renewal in Jesus. Psalm 118: 17 I will not die, but I will live and proclaim what the LORD has done. For those who are about to become apart of the garden, God’s family, psalm 3:3 But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifter of my head.. psalm 17:8 “Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings.”As the apple of God’s eye”. Each of us in His garden is loved so much that John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.” Psalm 47 “ O clap your hand, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph. As a gardener, I want to shout with a voice of triumph this year having overcome mites, wilt, brown spots, rust disease by pest in my garden Of course in faith I want to be victorious in learning more about Jesus and teaching others about Jesus especially my Sunday School class modeling a relationship with Jesus and how He has helped me in the different seasons of life. I am so happy for the season of Spring. Here are two quotes I love:
S. Brown
The first blooms of spring always make my heart sing.
Gustav Mahler. Spring won’t let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.
Off I go to spend my day in God’s garden.
Rena, I imagine being in Alabama the ground is being prepared by the earth worms as they awakened from a bit of sluggishness from the winter as it added its importance to the earth.
Flowers will bloom again from the plugs left behind and the awesomeness of gardeners as they drop their ever ready seeds into the earth.
What a time of wonder and excitement to take the temp of God’s creation. Spring is perfect temp to add to our faith diligence and patience.
Wait for the blooms they will surely come!
Sara it sure is hard to wait for last years blooms to bud again into the beautiful hues of flowers I enjoyed last year. As a friend of mine walked in a beautiful nursery.
, a woman told us not to throw away our bougainvillea ( plant conserved a symbol of peace and encouragement) thinking they were dead sticks as they would bloom again. She said wait and you will see it’s beauty again. Oh how hard to wait.
Thanks for sharing your poem Rena. The reader can envision a gardener doing the “Spring dance”, while preparing for the beauty that God included for the Spring of the year. 🌻🌸🌺🌹
Great to hear that “spring has sprung” in Alabama, Rena! And to feel your gardening enthusiasm in the words you write.
It has felt like a long cold winter here in Northern Virginia, but I saw some daffodil leaves emerging the other day. It was a windy, chilly day but I could hope that one day soon we will see some blooms, just as Sara writes, “Wait for the blooms they will surely come!”
Your account, Rena, of pulling those weeds and then reading Sara’s words, “Spring is perfect temp to add to our faith diligence and patience”, sent me to read up on and prepare for this season of spring in her retreat book, ‘Designs of One’s Heart, The Four Seasons”. I found this excerpt followed right along with Sara’s wisdom words above:
“You’re in His image and now you’re going to be partakers of that divine nature. “Having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust. But also for this very reason, giving all diligence”…that means you have to work in your garden…giving all diligence now…and you have toiled your soil and your soul is good…He says now I want you to add to your 1)faith, your 2)virtue, and to your virtue you add your 3)knowledge; and to knowledge you add your 5)self-control. And once you get that self-control, 6)perseverance…(in other words keep on keeping on). And to perseverance add 7) godliness; to godliness 8) brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness 9)love. “For if these things are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ”.
I thought these were encouraging and stimulating words as we gear up for spring.
Sara I think waiting is the hardest. I was strolling
I got through a nursery and we saw a bogenvilla in full bloom. I lady said if you had one from last year that looks like stick, wait!It takes time but it’s blooms will reappear.
Debi I’m am studying Acts 6-8 and I fell in love with Phillip. The disciples tried to pray and evangelize , and take care that the widows would be fed. The disciples decided they needed to delegate serving the widows their daily distribution of bread. Peter chose 7 men who where full of the Spirit and wisdom. Two of them Stephen and Philip we hear about later. I thought what a wonderful thing for the widows to be served with kindness and love. They most likely heard wisdom words to live by and being so in love with Jesus, they could not have kept Jesus to themselves but served up bread and Jesus to each widow they served. Later we learn from scripture they both, Steven and Philip became evangelist themselves still serving Philip and Stephen serving up Jesus to people they did not know wherever they were sent. In lovelove and kindness being perseverance and diligent . they were very fruitful bringing others to Jesus. Paul became a Christian right aftervStephens death which brought many to saving Grace of Jesus and Paul still does through his words written in the Bible.
Rena, looks like from what you wrote, that Stephen and Phillip were truly living the words of instruction that Peter had penned in 2 Peter 1:5-9.
The Spring poem above by Mary Glover speaks of the robin that “Comes hopping daily for his morsel of bread” reminding me of the widows you wrote about. I think Sara’s last blog, “Do Not Worry” (verse below) also helps illustrate the loving care of the Heavenly Father extended through others when each one does his part and gifting. “26 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? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?”