Wednesday, March 6, 2013
More Truth...Like Light On A Lily.
Today's verse was not what I thought it was gonna be....
Instead; I thought it'd have something to do with
the rusty olde, Zephyr stove . Ya see; rounding the hedge of red- tip photinias, I discovered every blackbird, cardinal and sparrow in Johnson county had discovered the black sunflower seeds that I'd left on the burners. It was quite a sight to behold actually. -Course; I scared them all half to death and every one of them flew away in a whirrrr. I hid nearby for awhile... waiting for the Kodak moment that never happened again. It was about then I spotted a very naughty white leghorn doing thee unthinkable! I was mortified! She was knee deep in peonies!!! After a war cry.. I spent a good deal of time chasing chickens out of the garden; barricading them out of the peony beds with old wire tomato cages, flower pots, and pieces of cattle panel. ... Once I open their coop door; I can't get them rounded back up til dusk so the only thing I could do was save the new pink shoots with temporary fortresses. ... I don't mind when the hens scratch under the blackberry canes; or when they rake under rosebushes in search of a big fat grub- in fact I kinda enjoy their company... but upset my precious peonies and it's katy bar the door! I hope they enjoyed themselves good today because I fear they'll not taste freedom again til the corn's knee high and maters are on the vine!
Anyways, walking into the potting shed, I lifted the nibbled wooden lid off the wash tub for another scoop of bird seed. The potting shed mouse was stranded in the bottom looking up at me with her beady brown eyes. I find her there every day now. She jumps as high as she can trying to reach the rim to no avail, so as usual I set the broom at her feet and she climbs on while I catapult her "gently" to the potters bench where she winks goodbye and runs for home. That's when I saw it:- the light on the lily bulb. A Kodak moment had reappeared; but now...in the shabby olde potting shed. I had to use the broom again. Thank you dear mice for leaving so many tiny "presents" on the table top.... and the cat or something had knocked over a whole metal coffee can of zinnia seed. I was afraid the light... would be gone before I finished tidying up. But it lingered!
This verse on the photo was inspired because of God's "truth."
The past few days I've been soakin in Philippians 4:8-9. When my mind starts to wander down it's many rabbit trails... I'm learning now to ask myself: Leaon, is it true? Is it noble? Is that just? Is that pure? Is that lovely? Is that of "good" report? Is there any virtue to that? Is there anything praiseworthy to that??????? .......... So many times in a day, thoughts enter so NOT Phil 4:8 and when I realize now and if it doesn't line up;.... I speak or whisper this verse outloud and kick the thought outta my head. It is so freeing. Life changing! I just can't explain the hugeness of it all. I don't think the old what if's will ever have a chance again. Because asking yourself Philippians 4:8 when you crawl in bed at night and start mullin over every detail of the day... blots most everything out because most "mullings" aren't true, noble, just, lovely, of good report, have any virtue, or are praise worthy!
That's Jesus. And...
and the LIFE.