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Praise – 2 November 2006
Two days ago we drove over one hundred miles downstate and were
delighted to see the magnificence of autumn still very evident in the
trees, rocks, and hills. The bright sunlight glistened on the leaves
and the water running down the rocks, adding to the beauty that
surrounded us.
Although many of the deciduous trees are bare here – the beginning of
what I call the “November look” – and it’s mostly the copper/bronze oak
leaves that still cling to branches, there are still patches of bright
red or yellow to be seen here and there. Our weeping willows are still
yellowish green, some shrubs still have leaves, and the remaining leaves
of one of the mulberry trees are a bright yellow; the other one is bare.
Thinking about our ride downstate, I wrote this poem yesterday
morning:
Praise
By Mary T. Hoffman
(Written the morning of 1 November 2006)
It’s time for nature’s annual show:
The trees, the sky are all aglow.
Leaf peepers praise what God has made
At river’s edge or forest glade.
The rocks below, the sky above –
All that there is, He made with love.
He draws to Him all those who see
His love for all – and you and me.
See also:
http://www.all-creatures.org/poetrydir.html
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"Joyful Curmudgeon"
An oxymoron?
No! I see all the beauty of God's creation and I'm joyful. At the
same time, I see all the suffering and corruption going on in the
world, and feel called to help expose and end it so that we may have true
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