We live in a world that is increasingly desirous of instant gratification. We wake up in the morning and gulp down a bowl of instant oatmeal and drink a cup of instant orange juice, we flip on a 24 hour a day news channel to get instant news, at lunch time we drive up to the window and order a variety of instant lunches, and at dinner time we come home put a relatively instant dinner into the micro and settle back to turn our computer and instantly connect to the world wide web where we are free to put up our newest instant picture.
So used are we to our life of instant gratification, that it is becoming hard for us to realize that as much as we desire, there are still many areas of our lives where we must pull back and quietly wait. Where try as we might, and as…
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For years, in between my bouts of debilitating pain, I have been quietly writing. Creating folders of poetry, short stories, and even a book that sit quietly on my bookshelves waiting for the rare occasion when I would pull them off the shelf and read them. And that is where I expected them to stay all the days of my life gathering dust and growing yellow with age, because I had no idea how to share them with the world.
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This is a beautiful poem. I like the part about our heart’s being a vase in which God’s word is planted so that roses will grow.
May our hearts be your vases and your Holy precious words, become our most treasured roses!
Source: Roses In A Vase by Debbie Harris