I Spied God

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It is easy to say I spied God in places like… .


fanciful fragrant flower beds

soft hairs on ‘lil baby heads

miraculous miniature humming birds

blue ocean waves that pound, lurch to shore

trees dancing in a wild winter wind storm

flapping clotheslines strung with sheets

sparkling kitchen counters organized, neat

laundry baskets filled with scented, folded

bathtubs bobbing with toys & toddler smiles

stacks of children’s books heavy with rhyme .


Friend – let not your heart be blind, nor be betrayed .

I spied God in

the addicted man briskly walking, waving

his hands to and fro

talking to someone only he could know .

I spied God in

the frenzied mamma tightly wound

throwing words high and low

at a child who screamed back in grocery cart .

I spied God in

the forgotten man toiling

under hot sun plucking fruit as tears streamed down

watering his widowed vineyard .

I spied God in

the tattered, tattooed teen writhing

in anguish, spearing loving hearts with confusion

as her anger spilled out


because that’s where I took pause with a prayer to say,

Lord, how can I show You to these today?


The addicted

The frenzied

The forgotten

The tattered.

. .

mirrorrMirrorSDAnd the grace of our Lord was exceedingly abundant, with faith and love which are in Christ Jesus. This is a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptance, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief. However, for this reason I obtained mercy, that in me first Jesus Christ might show all longsuffering, as a pattern to those who are going to believe on Him for everlasting life. Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible, to God who alone is wise, be honor and glory forever and ever. Amen. (1 Timothy 1:14-17 NKJV)




* This poem has been altered from a piece originally posted summer, 2009.




12 thoughts on “I Spied God”

  1. lschontos says:

    I think you see with His compassionate eyes dear friend. This is wonderful.

  2. I have been meditating on Matthew 5:43 “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor[i] and hate your enemy.’ 44 But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, 45 that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. 46 If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? 47 And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? 48 Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.
    Now I have images to accompany it. 🙂

    • Miss Michelle – that’s such an intriguing passage. Indeed it’s challenging to follow all of it, but with the grace of God, we can sure try.


  3. You have gotten all fancy at this here ranch. I couldn’t find a place to read much less make a comment. I’m a little rusty. Been throwing parts in the air and trying to catch them. I haven’t blogged in months. Got a lot of family stuff rotating around my head, my heart, and my hands. Nothing scary. Just eating some time.

    Also — my laptop bit the dust, got another one, invited a scammer in, and had to deal with the fallout from that. It’s been a trip. Not one with a good map.

    Glad to see you’re out here still. Thanks for checking in and by with me. I’ll be back soon.

    Meanwhile, what a great site you have here. It’s all pretty. All different. Lots of buttons to push.

    Bless you. Thanks for staying in touch.

    It’s October. Dang,


    • Good night, Irene! You’ve been through the wringer. (And yes, I’ve missed you, your stories, your voice.)

      Miss H – I hope autumn is a time of beauty for you and yours. 🙂


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