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
Our senses are truly a gift from a good papa . . . so many ways to experience Him! The abundance of creation's beauty, a feast for the eyes, the fragrance of a rose, a cardinal's call, a mouthful of juicy watermelon goodness, the stroking of a silky Himalayan kitten. All spur me to delighted oo's and aw's and wonder and gratitude. Thank you, Susan, for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteLove this! Every sense of His presence is a gift. Whispers of His love everywhere...
ReplyDeleteI think maybe it's because the world screams at our senses - God whispers at our soul. We live and walk in the world, so it's easier to listen to I imagine. We have to drop the world a little to see beyond it. This was a riddle, sphinx-like - and poetic - to be unwrapped. Thank you for this today – I hearted it lots Tina – and God Bless and keep you and all of yours.
ReplyDeleteI want you to know, Tina, that I keep coming back and looking for new things of yours to read. I hope that the lack of words here only indicates a busy and fulfilled and happy time of life for you. I'll keep coming back – I'll catch the new words when they get here. I hope all is well. God bless and keep you and all of yours this day.
ReplyDeleteCraig, I'am' busy... my winter rest is over and as a shepherdess my days are long with the animals, their safety and care, processing milk, cheese, working the garden, teaching...
ReplyDeleteI love to meet with you all and share and
am so thankful for all your friendship...each one of you that comes to visit, I thank you and pray God's blessing on your each and every day.
Hungry Mommy, Andrea, I sometimes cover some of my senses to see if I am missing something with a different sense.... like closing my eyes while I rest in the forest, or smelling deeply with the other senses shut out...or closing my eyes while I caress my stallion's thick neck or the soft cheek of a newborn...God has filled our lives with so much blessing!
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