Pollywog Creek: Creation Sings the Father's Song

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Monday

Summer::August:full of sap and green...

August is summer's hump month--that's how I look at it anyway. It's halfway to cooler mornings and pleasant evenings and no mosquitoes; and if there's one word to describe Florida in August it's green.

Mere days into the month, Louis is diagnosed with a detached retina and referred for surgery, and I'm scheduled for a remicade infusion, as well as my yearly series of pulmonology and rheumatology evaluations.

It seems that we spend more days on the road and in waiting rooms and exam rooms than we do at home; and maybe that's why I've been more inclined to wander outside of our air-conditioned house, even if August holds some of summer's hottest and most humid days.

I'm desperate for sunlight, fresh air, and beauty...ever full of sap and green.

Crepe myrtle, beautyberry, a downy woodpecker, magnolias, honeysuckle, a mama fox squirrel scurrying up an oak tree with her baby, and Casey's family coming to our rescue to mow and work outside when Louis can't. Dragon flies and blue skies, wildflowers, and Emily and her rescued chocolate lab.

I'm so very grateful.

And goldenrod shoots continue to grow taller, reaching for cooler not-summer days.

The righteous flourish like the palm tree and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. They are planted in the house of the LORD; they flourish in the courts of our God. They still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green, to declare that the LORD is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

~Psalm 92:12-15

Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, whose trust is the LORD. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.

~Jeremiah 17:7-8

Creation sings the Father's song... a song of love and grace. [video]

Sunday

I {LOVE} Sunday::to shout and sing together for joy...

You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.
You visit the earth and water it;
you greatly enrich it;
the river of God is full of water;
you provide their grain,
for so you have prepared it.
You water its furrows abundantly,
settling its ridges,
softening it with showers,
and blessing its growth.
You crown the year with your bounty;
your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
The pastures of the wilderness overflow,
the hills gird themselves with joy,
the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,
the valleys deck themselves with grain,
they shout and sing together for joy.
Psalm 65:8-13
{With the Sunday Community at Lisha's #GiveMeGrace }