My entire conversion was less of a journey to a foreign place,
and more of a discovery of my long-lost home.
Jennifer Fulwiler
from her book Something other than God
(ode to a white picket fence’s blooms /Julie Cook / 2021)
“But you, ‘a chosen generation’,
weak things of the world, who have forsaken all things,
so that you may follow the Lord, go after him, and confound the strong;
go after him, you beautiful feet,
and shine in the firmament so that the heavens may declare his glory…
Shine over the whole earth, and let the day,
brightened by the sun, utter unto day speech of wisdom,
and let the night, shining with the moon,
declare to the night the word of knowledge…
Run into every place,
O you holy fires, you beautiful fires!
You are the light of the world, and you are not put under a measure.
He to whom you have held fast has been exalted, and he has exalted you.
Run forth, and make it known to all nations.”
Saint Augustine, p.318-19
An Excerpt From
The Confessions of Saint Augustine
That rose is outstanding. Is it on your fence?
It is pretty—I saw it in the neighborhood while out walking—one of the yards is quite lovely!!
Maybe she would give you a cutting to root.
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Amen SC!! 🙂
run quickly!!
❤🍪🐛🥰
Sometimes during my run, God wants me to stop and smell the roses. Other times, I am pretty sure he wants me to pause to pound the crap out of someone that so desperately needs it. I wonder if God has chosen me to be his “on earth” enforcer?
Lovely post, Julie. The rose is gorgeous! I love the angle. 🙂
Thank you lilka— this yard has beautiful flowers!!
Lovely flower