Collecting Data

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Senses collect the data,

process and sort,

 conclude that Christmas is coming.

But senses can be sidetracked,

deceived,

led down a snowy garden path.

Heart and mind collect Promises,

data for the spirit,

process and sort,

conclude that Spring

is but a breath away.

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For a devotional on this topic, visit Growing With God in my Garden

Open the Book

How do you feel if I stop and stare?

Do you ever get tired of those who dare

to judge you by the way you look?

Would you rather your viewers open the book

and peek inside, to find your heart?

Are you short-changed if viewers’ art

Is limited to outside skin?

What are you really like, deep within?