I am the true vine and my Father is the Gardener - John 15:1 NIV
My garden with all
Of its flowers and weeds
Is under the Master’s care
Its edges and borders
And the roses in order
He designed and then planted them there
Now the wind when it blows
And the thunderstorms roll
Have a Heaven-sent schedule to keep
When the sun sinks so low
That the night breezes flow
In my Master’s own presence I’ll sleep
Under the Master's Care by Peter Caligiuri © 2021 all rights reserved
I shared a couple of days ago on the topic of God stooping down and it seemed to not only strike a chord with some of my readers, – Thanks guys for responding and commenting. But that phrase “God stooped down” resonated over and over in my heart. I could hear it at night as I lay in bed and in the morning again it rolled over and over in my thoughts as I went about my chores. I hope you will like the little verse I wrote today that shares as best as I am able the echoes in my heart.
Who is like the Lord our God, the One who sits enthroned on high, who stoops down to look on the heavens and the earth? Psalm 113:5-6, NIV
On the sixth day in morning the Lord God stooped down Scooped clay from the earth to make man from the ground He bent down lower still to breathe life into him Then smiled to see man’s first day begin As they walked through the garden God showed him the trees The elephants, zebras and mountains and seas But with all that God made Adam still was alone So God gently bent down to form Eve from his bones But when they saw fruit that God said not to take They ignored His command and death was awake Yet God wasn’t finished - He did not walk away He just waited and watched till His chosen day When at Bethlehem’s stable He gently stooped down And entered our world in the dark of that town Till on a hill and a cross God stooped lower still Took the nails and the thorns so we could be healed Then sadly His friends took Him down from the tree Placed Him in the tomb where no one could see Till on the third day God rolled back the stone And gave us new life as He gently stooped down! God Gently Stooped Down by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved
At His table in Springtime
He planted seed in our hearts
And gave us Himself
While we walked in the dark
Then in Summer we found
He’s the Vine growing strong
We are His branches
Through His blood we belong
Look how Autumn has come
When the harvest begins
And hands marked by scars
Draw our hearts us close to Him
So in Winter remember
That His promise is true
Soon we’ll sit at His table
And feast all the night the through!
So in Winter Remember by Peter Caligiuri Copyright © 2021
All rights reserved
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