Three in One

Holy Trinity

The Father, Son & Spirit:  Holy Trinity,

Three in One, yet One is three, it is confusing for you and for me,

It is mystifying, most would say,

Let me attempt to explain it, if I may,

The Father God, our Creator, in Heaven reigns over all,

The Garden of Eden he made for us, but Adam & Eve took the fall,

A fall from Grace, Sin was in, and Redemption was necessary,

To commune with God again, we would need an intercessory,

Father God manifest himself as Jesus Christ, to live on earth,

Now still the Father, but also the Son, Christ experienced a virgin birth,

For 33 years, He lived a perfect life, fully God, yet fully man,

It was foretold in the Old Testament.  It was God’s ultimate plan,

He was always meant to die for us, so we could live again,

He was made the ultimate sacrifice to atone for mankind’s sin,

Once He died, He rose again, and ascended back to His heavenly place,

Where He sits at the right hand of the Father, providing infinite grace,

But He left behind his Holy Spirit to dwell within our hearts,

To cleanse us and give to all of us brand-new starts,

The Spirit is the breath of God, bestowing guidance from above,

To put God’s purposes into action with overwhelming love,

I hope this makes more sense to you, as it has for me,

The Father, Son & Spirit:  Holy Trinity

Tammy Harvey

Written: 2/2/2018

First Day of Spring???

Spring Surprise

What is this madness on the first day of spring?

I should be sunning on a warm porch swing,

But when I awoke today and flung open the curtain,

It seemed more like winter, that is for certain,

It was snowing like crazy:  huge flakes of white,

I’ve never had such a beautiful fright,

But I was disappointed, because as you know,

The daffodils and other blossoms are hampered by snow,

There was a chill in the air that was not a March wind,

It was blustery; it was wet:  a snow and rain blend,

The ground hog was right, this time, I guess,

Six more weeks of winter, not my favorite, I confess,

Except for the pollen, spring is so much better,

No coat required, maybe a light cardigan sweater,

So welcome to spring, hurry up and get here,

A surprise snow in March is a killjoy to spring cheer,

I’ll take the newness of a fresh spring day,

And a light breeze that carries all my troubles away.

I’ll take the songbirds chirping at dawn,

And the crop of spring flowers, so winter, BE GONE!

Tammy Harvey

Written:  3/21/2018

Meet Pete

At Home with the Herd

Pete, the pot-bellied pig, thought he was a cow,

He bedded with the herd, not with a sow,

He was too hard to catch; He was quite elusive,

He couldn’t be caught; That was conclusive,

He had quite the personality, this pig we named Pete,

But the cow-owner did not find him so sweet,

“Pete has to go!”:  the directive was clear,

But how to catch Pete?  That was our fear,

He was a fun-loving “cow”, on our farm he did roam,

We wanted to find him a pig-friendly home,

The animal shelter would not take him in,

Countless futile phone calls: our patience wore thin,

Then a pig-loving family wanted him for a pet,

Which is great news, but we hadn’t caught him yet!

Try, after try, the chase was on to catch Pete,

But ultimately, we had to concede defeat,

Pete the Pig was the fastest cow ever,

And Pete was also incredibly clever,

Abandoned by his original owners, he had found,

A home among cattle, who liked having him around.

Tammy Harvey

Written:  3/18/2018

Juno Fashion

If you haven't read "Meet Juno" which posted on Jan 18, 2018, you will need to read it first to understand this picture. Spring attire 2018:

 

Simple Occurrences

Those Little Things

Have you ever caught a snowflake on your tongue?

Have you ever won a baseball game by only one run?

Have you ever seen a writing spider in the fall?

Have you ever heard a bobwhite bird call?

These are some simple occurrences that make me feel alive,

I need to acknowledge them to help me thrive,

An unexpected praying mantis on my window pane,

Or a bright green tree frog sitting quietly in the rain,

A giant turtle sunning on a fallen log at the pond,

These are the things of which I am fond,

In a world of pandemonium, it takes the chaos away,

It doesn’t take much to make my day,

It helps me to stop and notice the little things,

Like a ladybug’s tiny wings, or a mockingbird when it sings,

The beautiful sound as the church bell rings,

It’s all about the smallest of things,

I listen to the sound of a train off in the distance,

I am at peace, when I recognize its existence,

The little things that usually are overlooked or forgotten,

Like a field filled with soft, white bolls of cotton,

They are meaningful to me; they are my treasure,

They give me joy and it’s my pleasure,

To appreciate them - those little things,

And all the happiness they bring.

Tammy Harvey

Written:  12/31/2017

Available 24/7

This poem was inspired by Chris B., a preschool teacher/friend of mine, who teaches her preschoolers that God does not sleep.

God Does Not Sleep

In the middle of the night, when you cannot sleep,

God is up and His love is deep,

Call on Him, ask Him for rest,

He will take your burden off your chest,

In the early morning, when you rise,

Call on Him, He is wise,

Ask Him to guide you on your way,

Then go and have a fantastic day,

At lunch, when you sit down to eat,

Bow your head when you take a seat,

Humbly ask Him to bless your food,

He appreciates a thankful attitude,

In the highway traffic at rush hour,

Ask Him for your safety, He has the power,

God has no voicemail on His “phone”,

He is always there, you are never alone,

There is nothing He does not do,

Except He does not sleep, He is there for you,

God does not sleep, He watches over us,

That is why in Him we should always trust,

Even though He is up in heaven,

He is always available, 24/7.

Tammy Harvey

Written:  2/2/2018