Day 129 – A Little Rain Never Hurts.

A Little Rain Never Hurts

Day 129

Autumn Movement by Carl Sandburg

I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts. The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper sunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.

The northwest wind comes and the yellow is torn full of holes, new beautiful things come in the first spit of snow on the northwest wind, and the old things go, not one lasts.

Evening 125

Sometimes He provides by not providing.

Blessed is the one
whose transgressions are forgiven,
whose sins are covered.
Blessed is the one
whose sin the LORD does not count against them
and in whose spirit is no deceit.

When I kept silent,
my bones wasted away
through my groaning all day long.
For day and night
your hand was heavy on me;
my strength was sapped
as in the heat of summer.

Then I acknowledged my sin to you
and did not cover up my iniquity.
I said, “I will confess
my transgressions to the LORD.”
And you forgave
the guilt of my sin.

Therefore let all the faithful pray to you
   while you may be found;
surely the rising of the mighty waters
   will not reach them.
You are my hiding place;
   you will protect me from trouble
   and surround me with songs of deliverance.

I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go;
I will counsel you with my loving eye on you.
9 Do not be like the horse or the mule,
which have no understanding
but must be controlled by bit and bridle
or they will not come to you.
Many are the woes of the wicked,
but the LORD’s unfailing love
surrounds the one who trusts in him.

Rejoice in the LORD and be glad, you righteous;
sing, all you who are upright in heart!

~Psalm 32

Day 66

It is Day 66 and the weather was stunning:  Cool, breezy and sunshine flooding everything and making color so vibrant.  I stumbled my way through some woods today and this little bug, a dragonfly of some sort, stared me down as I snapped shot after shot of him or her.  God has poured so much beauty into all of His creation.

I did have a bit of excitement on my way home as a Shetland horse decided to run wild and lead his Amish owner on a chase.  The Amish gentleman gave chase on his bicycle and traffic was halted on this quiet country road.  Poor horse looked so spooked.  Before I had a chance to offer my services in getting his bicycle home, a lovely woman and her son were loading the bike into their minivan and headed to his home.  There is so much good in people and it was great to see someone who was blessed to be a blessing.