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I remember one day when it seemed like I'm talking to myself but in reality I'm talking to God when my mother saw me talking to myself when she passed by going to take a shower for her work, she asked me, "Who are you talking to?" "God" I answered then she went on.

 

I had a Catholic "Living Faith" Devotion subscription and I'm turning some readings to poetry for everyone to be reminded of things. Thanks and Take Care...

Let God Help

Planting a seed
Watching it grow to a beautiful flower; is for many
A deeply spiritual experience
Seeing God’s handiwork before your eyes
A compelling picture of His presence in our lives

I knew a woman who loved to tend her garden
One day I came by and said hello
Caught her talking to herself as she weeded the flower bed
“Who are you talking to? I asked
“To God who else” she said
“He’s doing all the hard work around here
I just water, weed and watch”
She said that while she spent time in her garden; she prayed
She told God everything that was on her mind
Her joys
Her complains
Her Hopes and her fears
I never realized how important her faith was to her until I happened by that day
And, by the way
God seemed to be doing a very good job in my friend’s patch of earth
Her flowers were gorgeous
Let God be your helper
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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