The Hand of God  8.9.2024


A monument of love 

A monument of memories

Stands tall on our verandah

A veritable treasury…


Made and crafted

Hours spent planning and sanding

Cutting the wood, angles and levels

Our beloved brother carpenter, all standing..


Shelves made from Buddy’s ramp

For our doggie’s rides in Mastani

He grew too old to jump in,

His heart was still young- ready for journeys..


Pots and plants grace the shelves

Special plants that will cascade 

We water and they grow

Miracle of God’s life- foliage..


Strip lighting adorns the frame

Soon the lights will come on

As we do when God’s love fills our hearts

Lasting enduring love, that’s never gone…


On the lower most shelf there’s a Hand

Not any which old hand you see

Its the Hand of our Creator

Who gave life to you and me…


What did He see as He was working? 

The variety and subtlety of greens

Bet He was smiling as He shaped the leaves

And the stems, fruits, roots and the trees…


What did He see as He was shaping us? 

Mere mortals, scraps of humanity, 

Gave us a heart and a smile

Created us for purpose and destiny!!


The Hand is also scarred

By cruel nails that held our innocent Savior

But He rose again, But the scars remain

Eternal grace and favour…



There’s a masterpiece in our verandah

Silently wordlessly giving us hope

The Hand of God holds us all together

He’ll never let go of the rope…


Lisa Choudhrie




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