The Thousand Word Project - Perfect Pastels

Psalm 50:1 The mighty God, even the LORD, hath spoken, and called the earth from the rising of the sun unto the going down thereof. 

Tennessee Memories - Into the Smokey Mt. Woods

 

Isaiah 52:7 How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth! 

The Thousand Word Project - Summer Skies

Texas and Tennessee

The Thousand Word Project - Pretty Pansies

By cooling streams, and softening showers,

The vegetable race are fed,

And trees, and plants, and herbs, and flowers,

Their Maker’s bounty smiling spread.

The flowery tribes, all blooming, rise,

Above the faint attempts of art,

Their bright, inimitable dyes,

Speak sweet conviction to the heart.

Ye curious minds who roam abroad,

And trace creation’s wonders o’er,

Confess the footsteps of the God,

And bow before Him, and adore.

Excerpt from poem by

Anne Steele

Evening Song - I Sing the Mighty Power of God

Luke 9:43 And they were all amazed at the mighty power of God...

Psalm 150:1-6 Praise ye the LORD. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power. Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness. Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp. Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD. 

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Evening Song - How Great Thou Art

Psalm 145:3 Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable. 

Psalm 48:1 Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised in the city of our God, in the mountain of his holiness. 

Psalm 111:2 The works of the LORD are great, sought out of all them that have pleasure therein. 

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Texas Memories - Eclipse Shadows

 
Psalm 19:1-6 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun, Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race. His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof. 

I believe this was in August 2017. I love how the sun shining through the trees makes these shadows that show the eclipse of the sun. 

The Thousand Word Project - God's Watercolor

Psalm 92:5 O LORD, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep. 

Orchid

The Thousand Word Project - Winter Evening Lace

 

Evening Hymn

Daylight is fading, twilight is shading

Meadow and hill with a deepening gray;

Heavenly Father, now as we gather,

Let us give thanks for the beautiful day.

Light of the morning, bright in the dawning,

Blessings that come to us all the day long;

’Tis of Thy giving, God of the living,

That we can offer this evening song.

But in its splendor, gracious and tender,

Wondrous Thy love that can cast away fear;

Dearer and rarer, richer and fairer,

Best of all gifts that Thou givest us here.

Elizabeth W. Denison

The Thousand Word Project - Morsels of Cold

 

Psalm 147:17-18 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold? He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow. 

Merry Autumn - A Poem

Merry Autumn

by Laurance Dunbar

It's all a farce, — these tales they tell

About the breezes sighing,

And moans astir o'er field and dell,

Because the year is dying.

Such principles are most absurd, —

I care not who first taught 'em;

There's nothing known to beast or bird

To make a solemn autumn.

In solemn times, when grief holds sway

With countenance distressing,

You'll note the more of black and gray

Will then be used in dressing.

Now purple tints are all around;

The sky is blue and mellow;

And e'en the grasses turn the ground

From modest green to yellow.

The seed burrs all with laughter crack

On featherweed and jimson;

And leaves that should be dressed in black

Are all decked out in crimson.

A butterfly goes winging by;

A singing bird comes after;

And Nature, all from earth to sky,

Is bubbling o'er with laughter.

The ripples wimple on the rills,

Like sparkling little lasses;

The sunlight runs along the hills,

And laughs among the grasses.

The earth is just so full of fun

It really can't contain it;

And streams of mirth so freely run

The heavens seem to rain it.

Don't talk to me of solemn days

In autumn's time of splendor,

Because the sun shows fewer rays,

And these grow slant and slender.

Why, it's the climax of the year,—

The highest time of living!—

Till naturally its bursting cheer

Just melts into thanksgiving.

The Thousand Word Project - Summer Yellows

Each little flow'r that opens,

Each little bird that sings,

God made their glowing colors,

God made their tiny wings.

All things bright and beautiful,

All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful,

The Lord God made them all.

Cecil Frances Alexander

Coreopsis

Portulaca - Moss Rose

Brown-eyed Susan - Black-eyed Susan

Evening Song - This Is My Father's World

Psalm 24:1-2 The earth is the LORD'S, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the seas, and established it upon the floods. 

Psalm 89:11 The heavens are thine, the earth also is thine: as for the world and the fulness thereof, thou hast founded them. 

Isaiah 40:21-23 Have ye not known? have ye not heard? hath it not been told you from the beginning? have ye not understood from the foundations of the earth? It is he that sitteth upon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers; that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in: That bringeth the princes to nothing; he maketh the judges of the earth as vanity. 

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The Thousand Word Project - Winter's Day Moon

Psalm 104:19 He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down. 

Photo taken in Central Texas.

Evening Song - How Great Thou Art

Psalm 86:10 For thou art great, and doest wondrous things: thou art God alone. 

Psalm 104:1-35 Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain: Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind: Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire: Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for ever. Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: the waters stood above the mountains. At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away. They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which thou hast founded for them. Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth. He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills. They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst. By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches. He watereth the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works. He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth; And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart. The trees of the LORD are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted; Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house. The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies. He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down. Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth. The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God. The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their dens. Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening. O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches. So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts. There go the ships: there is that leviathan, whom thou hast made to play therein. These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due season. That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good. Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust. Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth. The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever: the LORD shall rejoice in his works. He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the hills, and they smoke. I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being. My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the LORD. Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the LORD, O my soul. Praise ye the LORD. 

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An Evening Hymn and Sunset

An Evening Hymn

All praise to You, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light.
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath the shelter of Your wings.

Forgive me, Lord, for this I pray,
The wrong that I have done this day.
May peace with God and neighbor be,
Before I sleep restored to me.

Lord, may I be at rest in You
And sweetly sleep the whole night thro'.
Refresh my strength, for Your own sake,
So I may serve You when I wake.

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Thomas Ken

Psalm 55:16-17 As for me, I will call upon God; and the LORD shall save me. Evening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice. 

Matthew 6:12 And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.

Psalm 127:2 It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep. 

God the Artist

Psalm 104:24 O LORD, how manifold are thy works!
in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches. 

Did you ever stop to admire the amazing artwork of God and remembered that He is your Father - if you are born again through Jesus Christ? What an amazing thing that we can claim relationship to Him by and through whom all this beauty was created! John 1:1-3 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.

God the Artist

© Angela Morgan 

God, when you thought of a pine tree,

How did you think of a star?

How did you dream of the Milky Way

To guide us from afar.

How did you think of a clean brown pool

Where flecks of shadows are?

Continue Reading.

Tennessee Memory - Late Summer Zinnia

Ev'ry little flower that grows,
Ev'ry little grassy blade,
Ev'ry little dewdrop knows,
Jesus cares for all He made;
Jesus loves, and Jesus knows,
So we need not be afraid.

- Frances Ridley Havergal

Summertime Memories

Summertime

Strawberries and lemonade,
Naps on hammocks in the shade;
Jumping in the swimming hole,
Sleeping with a fishing pole;
Lightning bugs and thunder storms,
Starry nights and muggy morns;
Crickets, ants, and garden rows,
The fragrance of a golden rose;
Parking lots to burn your feet,
Baking cars that burn your seat;
Watermelons, burgers too,
Sweaty clothes - PeeeeUuu!

Mary Stephens

Hollyhocks

Wood sorrel (oxalis), Maidenhair fern, something? :-)

Cottontail rabbit baby

Strawberries

Mocking bird, Queen Anne's lace

Trumpet vine

Tennessee Memories - Color Tour

Isaiah 30:15 For thus saith the Lord GOD, the Holy One of Israel; In returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength...

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All these photos were taken in or near Kingston, Tenn.