Value is defined as ethics, merit, worth or good.
All good is a gift from the Creator,
Hence, His creation is always good.
Yet, by abusing our planets’ waterways & ecosystems with our fossil fuel industry addictions & by ‘playing God’ (see Back To the Garden ) through genetically modifying our plant & animal foods, we decrease our valuable resources of clean, air, water, land & food & also detract from our usefulness as stewards of this Earth, its’ biodiversity & the human, animal & plant life on it.Where is the value in that?
Hopefully, we as humans will rediscover & redeem our worth by seeing the greater good in acting to protect our beautiful blue planet & all that the Great Artist created out of love for us. We must value creation to restore it & bring the Kingdom here on Earth because ‘faith without works is dead.’
By Màire Ní Bhroin
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Summer Quietly Dreams of Spring, As frozen ice melts… The Earth warms to the sun’s closer attitude, The icy cold looses its’ grip on solid ground, Where budding tulips & crocu…
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Summer Quietly Dreams of Spring,
As frozen ice melts…
The Earth warms to the sun’s closer attitude,
The icy cold looses its’ grip on solid ground,
Where budding tulips & crocus’ burst through frozen, snow-covered terrain,
The Artist arranges them here,
Against a background of pale, winter white
In startling bursts the colours explode…red, purple, orange, pink & gold,
Dramatic beauty shooting forth from this pale carpet of snow,
And now, His darling, Spring…crys with delight!
Màire Ní Bhroin