Especially Summer's Morning

I began this poem yesterday morning, a masterpiece of gold and jade.Among other colors! This morning's mercy-masterpiece is autumnal in its air...gusty, rainy and quite cool! 'beauty blooms midst brokenness...' The roma tomatoes have been devastated by blight. I am so sad!...and these are but tomatoes! Imagine how God's heart breaks as He looksupon a heart, blighted with sin He longs to forgive, in a sinner He longs to redeem,with a life He longs to transform! While this morning feels fall-ish it is still August so let's celebrate its loveliness!!Or, even better, the Giver of its loveliness! Soft ushered through untrodden deeps, fresh from God’s faithful careDaylight dissolves the dark and sweeps night’s shadows from the airTo beckon us to the threshold where summer morning streamsLike a gold welcome mat unrolled beneath our hopes and dreams Wildflowers, tossed like colored stars bedazzle summer’s worldGod’s smile unstoppers welkin jars, His paintbrush dipped, then twirledUnfurling masterpieces where we’ve made an awful messHis goodness never ceases; beauty blooms midst brokenness His majesty adorning everything that He has madeEspecially summer’s morning; like glimpses of Eden playedLike glints of paradise, to rouse a hymn of gratitudeTo He who fills the earth and skies with kind mercy renewed Then come, let us adore Him; He whose glory fills our gazeBehold, who can ignore Him while creation shouts His praiseBehooving us to do the same where summer morning spillsLike a love song, from He whose Name, sweet joy and peace instills © Janet Martin Ps.100Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.2 Worship the Lord with gladness;come before him with joyful songs.3 Know that the Lord is God.It is he who made us, and we are his[];we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. 4 Enter his gates with thanksgivingand his courts with praise;give thanks to him and praise his name.5 For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;his faithfulness continues through all generations.