guess
she said
what is in the juice ?
four things
I could see it was carrot
the rich orange colour
I could smell it too
the sweet bitter of the winter storing
my nose caught the celery
before I even tasted it
the apple I could smell
and definitely taste
as it dribbled sweet
down my throat
the third one was harder
I could taste a sweet freshness
light and almost flat
but couldn't guess
because I couldn't recognize it
didn't mean it wasn't there
and I thought of God
how sometimes we don't recognize
His presence
until later
and wonder...
is He really there
If I couldn't see... I would still taste the juice
If I couldn't taste... I might still smell the juice
If I couldn't smell... I would be left to feel its wetness
If I couldn't feel... I would be left to hear
If someone would just tell me it was juice
I could believe them
Why is it so much harder with God?
I can see the works of His hand
I can taste and see that He is good
I can smell the fragrance of His love
I can feel the comfort of His presence
I can hear the truth of His Word
there is nothing lacking
should I ever doubt Him
He is more than a glass of juice
always more
He passes me a pear
just so I believe
He is always there
our senses
my favourite things
