God Knew Me Forever

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GOD KNEW ME FOREVER

"For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them."

Psalm 139:13-16
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Why do I fret, at times, over what I ought to be doing for God?
Or wonder what will become of me, how I will manage to “make it”.
Why do I forget, so easily, that he knows me through and through?
He planned out “the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them”!
Oh, may I rest in his provision and bounty and care.
He’s prepared for me since time immemorial.
Thank you, Lord!  “Be it unto thy handmaiden according to your word”.


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Delight

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DELIGHT

 Potentilla,
Your tender little blossoms shine so sweetly
As you fulfill your God-ordained duty;
A quiet growth of  yellow petals greet me
And fill my heart fresh-full with beauty.


Thank you, Lord
For the humble glow of these, your dear flowers
Glimmered by sun and rinsed by showers;
I delight in the Lord who created each and all,
Yet find Your Divine Presence the best gift of all.

© 2012 by Marilee Miller   all rights reserved

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Softly, As I Play

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Softly, As I  Play

Suggestions of hills and sky,
On-screen they flow and fly,
Softly watercolorish –
Yet not made with brush,
But with graphics’ program ply.

Someone wondered, on a blog nearby,
Whether it was right to seek quiet by
“Doing nothing”; not being in a rush.
Could that open doors to the sweet touch
Of God being made nigh?

So here is my “doing nothing” try:
A restful answering to artist’s heart’s cry.
Lord, my dearest wish
Shall emerge with your quiet hush,
Softly, as I play with digital hills and sky.
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Digital art derived from a blurred photo

Images and text (c) 2012 by Marilee Miller

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MANY COLORS

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MANY COLORS

When I play with my graphics program,
I can render many colors from one design.

Likewise, God infuses many colors
As I, my will, to him resign;
His hand upon me shapes my way:
My growth in him is Love’s own sign.

There is a place of bright wonder;
He renders many colors from my human design.

Images and text
© 2012 by Marilee Miller     all rights reserved

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