BETSY'S WORDS...

Aaron, young and tender soul
He surely made his mark
Like a pebble in the water
Love circles do embark....

To what destination
We often don't know.
They touch one another
And outward they go...

FLOWER POWER

I had a thought about flowers
I connected them to God.
I was in the "God is Dead" mode
And this is what I thought......
I believe in what I can see
And touch and smell and hear.
With God, you cannot do this.
So forget it. He's not here.
I was looking at carnations
In the fluted crystal vase
When suddenly, it came to me
The mysterious, opposite case....
What if I were blind
And could not smell or hear.
If I had lost my sense of touch
Would the flowers still be here?
Yes, I think they'd be here
Though sense them, I could not.
Blooming in full beauty-
Perhaps it's so with God....