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The counterpoint of a garden in bloom

For those of us who've seen some years, isn't it always this way?

You wake up one morning and summer is about to say goodbye, it's tales largely told.

And isn't it always this way?

The tales about people are varied: some encouraging, some inspiring, some worrisome, some discouraging.

But against the bricolage of this sordid assortment ...

Is the counterpoint of God's works: always steady, always living, ever dependable, always beautiful.

Always beautiful if you choose to see them;

Like this quiet garden, now in full bloom


Isaiah 58.11
And the LORD shall guide thee continually, and satisfy
thy soul in drought, and make fat thy bones: and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail not.


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