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Tag: Creation

In the Cool of the Day

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In the Cool of the Day

When God created Adam from the dust of the earth, He breathed His own life into him.  Adam had as near a perfect relationship with God as we could possibly fathom.  They walked together in the garden in the cool of the day.  They talked.  God allowed Adam to name every animal He had created.  The Bible doesn’t go into much detail about their daily communion with each other, but it leaves no doubt they had an intimate relationship.  Adam had God in face-to-face, real connection.  What an amazing thing to ponder.  We know God has a sense of humor, and that He made Adam in His own imagine.  I love to imagine them making each other laugh to near tears on the regular! I love to imagine Adam picking God’s brain when it came to caring for His creation. How amazing would it be to have been able to have a documentary of, say, a week in the life. Oh to have that face-to-face, closest of relationships with our very God!  And yet, God saw that Adam experienced a nagging and substantial loneliness that he couldn’t shake. Did God reprimand him with, “Adam! Quit your whining, oh ye of little faith!  I am all you need!”  No.  He understood and His heart was touched by Adam’s need. He made a companion and “suitable helper” for Adam.  And then God communed with both of them. 

God values our needs.
And in fact, to come to Him,
need is all we need.

© Marie Elena Good 2026

THE POET

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THE POET

In the beginning,
The Poet spoke creation
into being. He,

along with His Son,
effortlessly began all
with only Their voice.

All that is, was, or
ever will be, was simply,
easily, declared.

All creation sings.
It even began with song.
Now THAT’s poetic!

© Marie Elena Good 2025

As for me, this is the desire of my heart: “And I’ll be the poet who sings your glory – and live what I sing every day.” ~ Psalm 61:8

“The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy.” ~ Job 38:4

Job, Psalms, Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, Lamentations, and the Song of Solomon are poetry books in the Bible. If you believe, as I do, that the Bible is the inspired word of God, God is a poet! I LOVE that!

The Atmosphere Here

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Hundreds of billions
of stars in the universe
pale when compared to

the tens of trillions
of nonexistent dollars.
American debt.

© Marie Elena Good 2025

one trillion = 1,000 billion

BENEATH THE MOON OF GOD’S CHOOSING

Photo by Keith R. Good

In the midst of war
(and there is always a war)
lies grim misjudging.
Fear of difference.
Insatiable greed for land.
Resolute loathing.
Dire false impressions.
Grave miscommunications.

And a common moon.

And beneath that moon,
in God’s perfect alignment,
is home to us all.
We’ve food and water
(if only we’d gladly share),
great plains and mountains,
celebrated seas
with unfathomably large
communal mammals.
With microscopic
yet astoundingly complex
sentient beings.
Sands God has numbered
stay in place as our home spins,
not spilling a drop
of the vast waters
that both adorn and provide,
beautify and quench.

And though we do not
tend to her needs (let alone
the needs of “others”),
God gave us this home
brilliantly placed beneath the
moon of His choosing,
populated with
children He chooses to love.
(There are no “others.”}

© Marie Elena Good, 2021

#5-7-5

Song (Senryu)

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Photo by Paul Bates (Pixabay)

You sang creation
into being.  You “sang” me.
Lord, teach me my song.

© Marie Elena Good, 2020

 

HOCKING HILLS AUTUMN 2019 DAY 5 (2)

Photos by Marie Elena Good


Lovers and children

make paper hearts.  God uses
all of creation.

(c) Marie Elena Good, 2019

#57519
#hockinghills

HOCKING HILLS AUTUMN 2019 DAY 2

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Conkles Hollow Rim Trail (200 feet above the floor).  Photo by Keith R. Good

Some young couples hike
the rim trail with their babies.
I smile, while cringing. 

(c) Marie Elena Good, 2019

Hocking Hills Autumn 2019 Day 1

Back to our cabin,
where I found my heart waiting
on the front porch swing.

(c) Marie Elena Good, 2019

#57519

MY LORD AND MY GOD

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Photo by Keith R. Good

When I breathe my last
I will see You face to face,
and life will begin.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

MILKY WAY

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In last night’s sky
I saw hundreds of stars
above me,
and I remembered
Michigan’s night sky,
when you and I stood
beneath not hundreds
but billions
or trillions
and I wished
I could take them home.

In last night’s sky
I saw hundreds of stars
above me.
Today, not even one.
Not even the sun.

But now?
Now, I know they are here –

billions
and trillions
and even the sun,
and even when I see
not even one.

And I see no need
to take them home,

for now I see
they are my home.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019