Monday, December 30, 2013

Honeysuckle


The wild scented harvest from my walk yesterday.

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Treasure

 There are many sweet things about life but it is not all sweetness. And when pain swells and every little glance makes you cringe inside it can overwhelm.  When all that is looked on is what you haven't done and what you should do and not who you are. And though it comes from good hearts and is done for the best intentions it still pierces. Because by saying you are what you do you are saying I am not enough. I am not blind to my own imperfections. And eyes can glance only so far and not see the deep places. Where the hope has been dashed and the battlements have taken much beating. But where deep down a treasure is shining. For though the dark one may try to rob he can never steal the light. Of the glistening life within. And faithfulness is a treasure of value to the Father King.