Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. ~Luke 12:27
I spring forth unexpected
A wanton, lowly weed
Adorned in yellow
Not the color of cowardice
But of sunny survival
I bloom where I'm planted
And thrive against odds
For I'm content to call home
Wherever God intends
For my roots to take hold
And when I go to seed
I am grateful still.
Amen!
That Bible quote has such meaning for all of us - if we listened!
ReplyDeleteGreat poetry, Martha.
God bless always.
Thanks so much, Victor! Yes, we'd all do well to read our Bibles and let God's Word wash over us.
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I like the Scripture. I like the poem. I don't like dandelions, but I dislike moles ever more. :) Have a great day Martha.
ReplyDeleteI hear you, Bill! I know that for lots of folks, dandelions are the curse of a manicured lawn. Since we have moss, not grass, I can afford to love the dandelion. :)
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We can learn a lot from the garden (and from the first Gardener). Good poem, Martha.
ReplyDeleteAmen, Glynn, yes, we can, and we should. Glad the poem spoke to you!
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Always enjoy your musings and thoughts my friend. To see God in all of it, the weeds and the wildflowers, is to look with spiritual eyes my friend. Am so glad you do that, and share it with us.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, J. D., for your kind and thoughtful words here. God is everywhere we look, if only we have eyes to see.
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Beautifully phrased. You have a real gift for expression. Thanks for sharing with us.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for your kind words, Barbara. I'm truly touched.
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A lovely poem, Martha! God has graced you with such a talent!! xo
ReplyDeleteAnd I thank God every day for the gift of writing, Terri, that's for sure!
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I love dandelions, actually. Such a neat pairing: "Sunny survival"!
ReplyDeleteI've always loved them, Myra, weed or no! This one was sprouting at the cabin we visited last June. I'm glad, too, that you enjoyed the word pairing. :)
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I like dandelions too, even if they do blemish the yard. Now I'll appreciate them more, Martha, with the lessons you've drawn from their life cycle! You've made me want to pray, "Lord, make me like a dandelion!"
ReplyDeleteOh, Nancy, your words absolutely warmed my heart! It's always my hope and prayer that my blogs would touch others in a meaningful way, and it seems that this one did just that for you.
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Dearest Martha Jane,
ReplyDeleteLovely poem!
Yes, may we take root with God's intention...
Hugs,
Mariette
So glad you enjoyed the poem, Mariette! Yes, may our roots grow deeply into God's will for our lives.
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I'm so glad I could congratulate you, Lucinalva; I really enjoy reading your blog, my friend!
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Ah, I love God's special garden flowers. Others may call them weeds, but I know they are God's favorites because He brings them back year after year without us having to do a thing to keep them going. To me they are the best!! Pure and simple and strong. Thank you for this. I loved it.
ReplyDeleteAmen, Pam! I'm definitely with you on this. The wild and random flowers are the best and brightest, and God gives them to us for free.
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Excellent poem, it speaks for itself!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Marja! I do appreciate your kind words so much.
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Beautiful, Martha. Love these lines, "I bloom where I'm plantedAnd thrive against odds" God bless!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Karen, for your kind words, and for sharing a verse that spoke to your heart.
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To bloom where we're planted is a glory to God.
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Boa tarde minha querida amiga Martha. Texto bíblico maravilhoso minha querida amiga.
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I love the comments about blooming where we're planted, Martha. Another thought that goes with it in my mind is that we don't have the option to change species. Dandelions can't decide one day that they'd rather be lilies and just change what God created them to be. We are an extension of our Creator's purpose in the place where He wanted us to be and with the gifts He included when He put us together in our mother's womb. Your insights and the way you express them are always inspirational, my friend. Thank you for blooming where God planted you and for displaying the bright colors He adorned you with.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Ron, for your kind and complimentary words here. I hadn't thought about the concept before that we just can't opt out of our God-given species/gifts because we decide to do things differently. It isn't, and has never been, up to us. We are born to fill the niche meant only for us, and we should spend our lives discovering our gifts and fulfilling God's will for us.
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Boa noite minha querida amiga e irmã Martha. Desejo um excelente mês de outubro com muita paz e saúde para você e sua família.
ReplyDeleteThe same to you, dear Luiz!
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I bloom where I planted. This is very thoughtful，though we often forget.
ReplyDeleteWe do tend to forget that God intends to grow us just where we are.
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A beautiful poem, Martha!
ReplyDeleteGod certainly has blessed you with a gift of writing.
Hugs and blessings, my dear friend 🌹
Thanks so much for your kind words, Veronica!
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Such a lovely poem. Thank you for sharing. Have a lovely weekend.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind words, Anne. Hope you have a great weekend, too.
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