Change=Rearrange

Purposeful Redecoration 

It needs a new home

the decor family needs to

accommodate, adjust

Move this, then that, then this

And yes, that looks better beneath/above

 that painting, that chest, that desk

The dance begins

Waltzing with belongings

Then, Suddenly

It looks, well, just right

the function of living can resume

the cup full of meaningful objects brimming

papers, books, laid out, to read, to paint upon

mementos in boxes, cups of brushes, pencils

beautiful as vases of fresh flowers

perfect for the beauty of utility

of the moment

of the future

here and now

the fledgling creates a new feather

to fly afresh on the wings of life

©j.m.frase-white upon redecorating the studio/bedroom/study

The Study/Writing Room (where I sit right now composing this blog)

7/26-29/2022

Farmer of the Flock

 

The Farmer of the Soul

 

Miss Mary, Maiden Mary,

To the fields you went to sow

basket full of seeds to plant

your budding faith all aglow

 

That waking morning you heard

His voice sweetly call your name

Wrapped in glowing sunshine

You would never be the same

 

“Mary, Mary, my sweet young lamb

Will you be a shepherd of the sheep

 Go feed my Flock, dear Mary

In my heart you I shall keep

 

In my book are the answers

To heal the sinner’s pain

 Far away from burning death

The Holy land they will gain”

 

Here she wed her bridegroom

The farm now holy land

Off she went to seminary

Holy Bible in her hand

 

 Reverend Mary, Miss Mary

Mama’s Church was your start

Impassioned lady preacher

You touched her childlike heart

 

In a fragile holy chapel

Surrounded by their farms

She took Farmers out of Satan’s grasp

into their Savior’s holy arms

 

She had daddy paint her car

He chose Battleship Grey

When sinners saw it coming

They knew it was time to pray

 

Pilgrim Holiness Church

Gave Reverend Mary her home        

The Lord called her once again

Heavenly fields to happily roam

Based on the story she told
Of a morning that changed her life

(Her call came in the 1920's)

Written especially for my niece Dana
On her birthday July 8, 2022
 
Dedicated to the memory of
The Reverend Mary Garrett
To all who loved and cherished
The one and only Miss Mary

 In loving memory of my Mother
Maud Lorraine Gottwalls Frase White