as a child…

Gilded chandeliers on high Columns reaching to the sky Centuries old this wondrous sight I wonder what God sees… Golden statues, candles’ flames Crowds that come and say The Name None to folly, none to blame I wonder what God sees… Folded hands, heart open wide Searching soul with closed eyes Praying words too deep to hide I’m thinking this God sees… …this young child kneeling there hands held out folded in prayer, kneeling down and casting cares I’m thinkingRead more

a few thoughts on trees…

I  love the quote that says “The trees are about to show us how beautiful it is to let things go.” ~ Anonymous I’m trying to be like the tree. I am. With stuff…. With situations…. With people I love. Gotta be like the tree and not hold on when it’s time to let go. My problem is, I can be more like the pin oak than the Gingko Tree. The pin oak holds it’s leaves till just before Spring.Read more