God Cares

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Written on June 15, 2025

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Summer settles into my bones as I breathe the dust of mown lawns and the heady scent of roses, peacefully listening to my heart’s hasty beat, as I walk through the summertime wrestling with my yearnings, the dawn lowering her blessings across my spirit singing melancholic notes and echoing lights, reflecting all the joys the stories of summer loves, the poems and the promises, the gentling of a grace far more gentle than any moment I’ve ever kept in my mementos – sentimental reasons fading into the hesitant laughter of a wish as the oaks seek out the maple whispering winds lingering beneath the shadows of pine and laurel the forest’s narcissistic colors, caressing my life with hopes – because its summertime and I know life is more than the sweet breath of healing, the moments keep fading into yesterday and I remember… He is with me, in the silence – in the wind in the music played by ferns as they murmur to the violet and sing praises from their roots as I lift my voice into the summer heat and tell the Lord His love is sweet His love is like the hasty glow, glistening, glorious, goodness flowing over my spirit as the night sings in dewy mysteries, blessing away the past and quivering through my life a moment when I realize how faithful He’s been, more faithful than the summer’s kiss against my cheek, the wind’s dreamy laughter giggling like a life whose been colored by songs, more like wisdom than reflection, a gift of praise falls from my soul and I breathe faith through the stories, a poem fades into the psalms, who pour from the summer reassuring and reminding me to hear Him in the rich pearls of Sunday preachings, quiet secrets revealing what it means to love more than anything, more than the wind more than the seas, more than the forests – with their laughing and teasing, reflecting what it means to see into the moment when sunlight fades and the joys insist on erasing the sweaty days and hastening into the night where the moon burns bright and the fireflies reassure my thoughts, remembering when I caught them in a jar never holding their destiny against me – forgiving like the One who brought healing, convincing me that love this alive, it will ever survive and life, oh precious life… as summer reveals, with her precious peace life is discovered beneath the cover of a sky who stirs the spirit, a sigh because He is alive – He is life… He is life… and I will not cry for summer’s goodbye because I know the One who abides throughout all time… I know He is mine… forever mine, throughout all time Jesus decides… how summer revives the spirit, refreshed by the gentle caress, summer’s light, her story rejoice, - oh, rejoice… He gives us all a choice choose love – in all its glory He is the One who wrote the story Love – summertime’s voice… remembering He is the light of each moment He is the grace that keeps pouring out victorious, because there is only One who is brighter than the sun… He is the Son, and His love is wonderous A miracle that survives all the summer’s nights A mystery so alive that it is the breath of life A music to play each note – like the wings of hope He is the Son who arose – so this love can flow Oh, keep swimming in the gentle flow Love from the One who is reverberating In my soul, so I surely know He is the answer for each need, each prayer He brings me assurance that God really does care!

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