Rosemary’s Chives

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

My friend planted a garden.
But it’s been overrun
By chives that she’s been wondering
From whence they might have come.
 
She’s found they’re hard to pull out.
Their roots dig deep, down in.
And there’s so many, she can’t tell
Where they stop and begin.
 
Did you know mercy’s like that?
When we do a good deed,
It blooms and grows, where planted,
From just a tiny seed.
 
Then as it grows, it reaches out
To touch others around
Until mercy’s sweet blossoms
Are covering the ground.
 
For mercies we’ve invested
In other people’s lives
Will keep on spreading outward,
Just like Rosemary’s chives.
 
And as they spread, God consecrates
Each little mercy seed;
To bless both those who plant them,
And those who will receive.
 
 
“He has shown you, O man, what is good;
And what does the Lord require of you
But to do justly, To love mercy,
And to walk humbly with your God.”
Micah 6:8 NKJV
 
 
Lisa DeVinney, October 2012
 
 
Inspired by my friend, Rosemary Muller,
and her runaway chives
 

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+1 # lego 2016-01-13 13:22
I don't even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was great.
I do not know who you are but definitely you are going to
a famous blogger if you are not already ;) Cheers!
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0 # Lisa 2016-01-21 03:08
Thanks for the vote of confidence. :-) As the songwriter has said, "I'm famous in my [Heavenly] Father's eyes." And that's good enough for me.
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