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While philosophers and theologians
offer heady proof for the existence of God,
my proof of your being, Lord,
is quite simple and humble...
April's flowering trees
are proof enough for me
that you are, that you exist
in every single blossom,
a witness of your nature,
a witness of your nature,
eternal and divine...
You bring all trees back to life each spring,
their barren branches dressed in shades of green
lavish, dense, lush
but with extravagant divinity
you choose some, not all,
and adorn their leafy arms
their barren branches dressed in shades of green
lavish, dense, lush
but with extravagant divinity
you choose some, not all,
and adorn their leafy arms
with blossoms white and gold,
lilac and blood red...
And so much other evidence
to prove you are, you're here;
artichokes and full moons; a baby's reaching hand;
every kind of music; understanding and compassion;
long and loving hugs; imagination's endless scope;
Jesus and his gospel; the gift of human language;
wine and cheese and bread;
faith that's prayed and shared;
hope in hopeless moments;
unexpected friendship,
mercy undeserved;
the written, printed word;
a passion for the truth;
bare skin warmed by sunlight;
intuition, thoughts and hunches;
butterscotch and chocolate;
selfless love (no strings attached);
gentleness and kindness;
healing of all kinds
and sweet memories of the past,
of springtimes now long gone
filled with flowering trees in April
- just to name a few...
All these, my humble, simple proofs
of your being and your presence
in my everyday existence:
yes, you are, O Lord - for sure
and I, my God am yours...
Amen.
Perhaps you'd like to reflect and add some of your own proofs or the existence of God in the world, in your life... This music might help you do that...
Spring by Herman Beeftink
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