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Psalm 103:15-16 - "As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth."
"Perfect Summer Sun"
Today...
With a French vanilla coffee in hand,
I had a plan, so I gathered my sun hat,
glasses, and lotion to ward off a tan.
With purpose, I stepped onto the porch,
my bare feet found comfort on the deck's
natural wooden grain.
Yet, in my heart, I secretly hoped for rain.
I moved to the railing to watch the
perfect day unveiling.
The vast blue sky around me was clear
and incredibly bright; with not a cloud in sight.
There was no reason to ask why,
as the fiery sun rays bid the clouds goodbye.
I leaned in a bit closer to embrace the sun rays,
Mercy Lord, was all I could say!
It's going to be hot! A hot Summer day.
©2026Rev:Qbenja|EiE
"Indeed, it was shaping up to be a scorcher of a day."
Jealous of the Wind
"If I Were A Rose"
If I were a Rose,
I would be a part of life's cherished memories.
The special days, holidays, and celebrations.
As a rose, I would be the unspoken words
That brightens someone’s day, and I would fill
Your heart with joy and bring a smile to your face.
If I were a Rose,
I would bud pretty in the Spring.
I would glitter in the rain as my petals openly sang.
My stem would stretch tall and welcome
The sun’s rays after the rain.
If I were a Rose,
I would be as colorful as a rainbow.
The mere sight of me would be simply wonderful.
I would unfurl my petals in the warm
Summer breeze and fill the air with a sweet
Floral fragrance till Fall ceases.
If I were a Rose, I'd choose to be me:
Beautiful, Vibrant, and Colorfully Unique.
©2026Rev:Qbenja|EiE
Photo: Digital Design By Ralynn
“Silver Pebbles of Rain”
Silver pebbles of rain
Fell from the vast blue sky
In a synchronized dance
Perfect harmony with
The heavenly choir,
Singing cries of praise to the
King of the Most High.
Silver Pebbles plunging
To meet the earth’s floor,
A rush of emotions
That cannot be ignored.
Tempers, we endure no more
As understanding rushes in like
A wave surge from the ocean's floor.
The splendor of its touch,
As it clings, offers a sensation
of heaven's freedom.
The mighty heavens whisper commands,
As the silver pebbles blends and mixes
With the earth's sand to carry out
Mother Nature's meticulous plan.
© 2026Rev:Qbenja|EIE
“Be like a flower, survive the rain but use it to grow.”
The Magic of Spring Is A Beautiful Thing
THE CALL OF SPRING
Witnessing the birth of Spring,
I can’t help but feel amazed by the
Joy of following nature's lead,
The freedom found in obedience.
Oh, how sweet it must be
To Spring forth in the calling season,
To hear the voice of its power,
Emerging just in time for the magic hour.
To display at the height of the day
And to humbly bow at the sun’s fade,
To rise again with radiance in
Celebration of a fresh Spring day.
To dance in the wind with ease,
Embracing the gentle breeze,
Basking in the warm sun’s rays,
As each selected petal splayed.
This is God’s artistry, His command,
His display—The Call of Spring
And its array of scented bouquets.
©2025:Qbenja|EiE
"Simply Beautiful - A Georgia Spring Thing"
My Velvety Friend
Nature's Poetic Psalm
I met a friend today...
He was dressed in a lovely brown-and-black array.
He didn’t have much to say, yet he conveyed his greeting in
other ways.
With his wings spread wide and his impressive glide, he
took to the air. He repeated his ascent and descent;
He was captivating and intriguing with his showmanship.
From the moment he took flight, he captured my attention;
O' what a magnificent, unique, and colorful creature!
I stood up to give the performer a round of applause for an
amazing show, then gestured for him to come closer.
I wasn't quite ready for him to leave just yet; thank God!
He obliged and took a seat beside me on the bench's armrest.
I asked him, who dressed you so beautifully today?
He simply replied, "The hand of God." According to him,
God designed him this way, as he recalled, it was on one
of His happy days. "It's a God thing", he smiled to say.
I complimented his creator's artistic ability and then asked
about the eyes on his wings, which he explained.
They were not eyes but a creative addition, a design surprise.
I literally laughed out loud, trying to hide my smile as I
pondered the awesomeness of the transformation of life.
I confessed, he said, I wasn’t always a beautiful being,
I transformed over time; a rebirth by God's design.
Rebirth! I repeated, yes, a rebirth, he said.
Again, I wanted to laugh aloud, but saw the seriousness
in his faint smile, so I held back instead.
He continued to say, "Beautification involves notable and
lasting changes, significant to the growth process, to fulfill
one's purpose in life."
As I meditated on his words, a thought came to mind:
"Life is a fixture beyond our control, yet it changes with time."
Therefore, we must adapt and evolve each day, embracing
new life experiences along the way.
Before leaving, he encouraged me to trust the process of
letting go and moving forward. He believed it was an act of
God's divine plan. I thanked him with a smile and extended
my hand. As he took flight, I asked aloud, will we ever meet
again? He said, "It's possible I'd drop in". I laughed and
waved goodbye to my newfound velvety friend.
©2023 Qbenja|EiE
"God's permanent presence is all around us."
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