A Little Ditty

Here’s a little ditty
about a tiger kitty

Who found a flower
glowing through every hour

When very close by
to it she did lie

Better she would feel
no matter what the deal

And the reason why
to understand did try

Until it came one day
the flower did say

“God gave me to
show His love for you

That’s why you’re happy
being close to me!”

Teresa Marie  11/22/11


“God so loved the world that He gave His only Son…”

Happy Thanksgiving to you all!
Have a safe holiday.

The Fairest Flower

Love is the fairest
of the flowers there
in God‘s heavenly garden
or on earth anywhere

 For love will bloom
with a little care
until there’s no room
the garden can spare

When love has spread through
the garden of your heart
you will then have yourself
a true work of art!

Teresa Marie  10/11/11



I passed a field of sunflowers
which made me think of you
and all of the many hours
we have spent together us two

When the garden you did plant
the wind had blown it apart
the corn lay at a slant
and I just about lost heart

But I straightened up each stalk
and asked God them to bless
as through the garden I walk
it was such a beautiful mess

I saw that wildflowers were there
in the middle that you’d sown
and done it with tender care
for me to have as my own

And then on the very end
tall and proud they stood
the wind their heads did bend
but those sunflowers looked so good

Sweet memories of you, my love,
that I’ll carry to my grave
and with the help of God above
many more of them I’ll save!

Teresa Marie  8/1/11

God’s Rosebud



A new minister
was walking with an older,
more seasoned minister
in the garden one day.

Feeling a bit insecure

about what God
had for him to do,
he was asking the older preacher
for some advice.

The older preacher
walked up to a rosebush
and handed the young preacher
a rosebud and told him
to open it
without tearing off any petals.

The young preacher
looked in disbelief
at the older preacher
and was trying to figure out
what a rosebud
could possibly have to do
with his wanting to know
the will of God
for his life and ministry.

But because of his great respect

for the older preacher,
he proceeded to try to unfold the rose,

while keeping every petal intact.
It wasn’t long

before he realized
how impossible
this was to do.

Noticing the younger preacher’s inability

to unfold the rosebud
without tearing it,
the older preacher
began to recite
the following poem…

“It is only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of God’s design;

But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.”

“The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
GOD opens this flower so easily,
But in my hands they die.”

“If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God’s design,
Then how can I have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?”

“So I’ll trust in God for leading
Each moment of my day.
I will look to God for guidance
In each step of the way.”

“The path that lies before me,
Only my Lord knows.
I’ll trust God to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.”

Please share this poem
with a friend if you enjoyed
being reminded to let go
and let God unfold your life.

This one was from my mother, I thought it equally worth sharing.  I hope you enjoyed it as I did.

God be with you,
Teresa Marie