‘Sunshine on my Shoulders’
In “Anecdotal”
The wind blew and the young mangoes could not withstand it. The next morning many lay lifeless on the ground. Never mind. There are still quite a number hanging hanging on. We are grateful.
A month passes, another bigger stronger wind arrives. Sinking heart. Still more unripened fruit descend to the ground. There’s still some left.
I never thought till today: O Lord protect our mango tree! Grant it rich lush fruit to be shared, ah there I’ve said it. Have to carry through the sharing. Being true to my own ideals can challenge.
The fruit is rich, exquisite and a delight to my palate Lord. Thank you for this tree that at first I thought shouldn’t be placed among the flowers and decorative bushes. It crinkled it’s nose and showed me otherwise. It’s done us mighty proud!
Bad stuff blows into our lives. Sometimes we cannot endure. It costs when we have to give up something we love! And on occasion some more bad stuff pokes its head in where it’s not wanted.
Lord, by Your Spirit Wind bring strength to endure knowing you are the great and rich Lord of lush mangoes.
Rich, lavish delight
Unique like no other.
In the tasting I am blessed.
Lord Jesus - so it is with you
When we take from Your tree of life
When we taste we will see
And know - you are good!