485. All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

A morning glory at my window
satisfies me more than
the metaphysics of books.
~Walt Whitman


Exquisite! Beautiful! Lovely! Elegant! Magnificent! What’s not to love about something as deserving of these adjectives as this morning glory? From its twisted bud to its fully opened flower, this  morning glory is an absolute marvel! As much to be adored as the flower itself are the heart-shaped leaves and the way the vines wrap around and cling to anything they touch. Simply put, this particular vine and each stage of its flowering process make manifest some of the most wondrous spectacles in my garden. That’s why I squeal with delight when the first one opens each year and mourn the loss of the last ones when the first freeze snuffs out their glorious reign. Each bell-shaped flower lasts for a single day, but the glory of that flower is so splendid that many times it is more than enough to be the drop that fills my cup to overflowing. Also, over the years it and other things of short-lived splendor have helped me realize that length of life is far less important than the magnitude and impact of goodness in whatever time a living thing is granted. Blue morning glories like the one above look like flowering bits of heaven spilling out of a small chalice, and because that diminutive goblet seems to hold a smidgen of holy light, I’ve often wondered if it is not a sample or preview of what Glory is like.

The fact that the Divine Trinity is three persons in One reveals that God is a relational Being. Not only does He want to establish an intimate relationship with His children but He also wants us to know Him intimately as well. How better to achieve that goal than to share with us what He treasures so that we’ll be inspired to seek the Holy One who is magnanimously loving and generous. By covering the earth with precious bits and pieces of Himself, God paints a “selfie” that leaves an unmistakable trail which, if followed, inevitably leads to His throne.

You alone are the LORD. You made the heavens, even the highest heavens, and all their starry host, the earth and all that is on it, the seas and all that is in them. You give life to everything, and the multitudes of heaven worship you. ~Nehemiah 9:6    ✝

14 thoughts on “485. All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

  1. Such a grace in this simple color, shape and curve combination, I’ve always admired plants, leaves, flowers and trees for that!


  2. Natalie! The blue color of this morning glory is pureley DIVINE!

    “A morning glory at my window
    satisfies me more than
    the metaphysics of books.
    ~Walt Whitman”

    And, as always your quote is so beautiful (I LOVE Walt Whitman)

    Very thoughtful post…

    Je te souhaite un très bon week-end, et pour te remercier, voici un petit haiku en français:

    La couleur bleue
    Me parle de Dieu

    Your know, the blue color, my favorite color, relinds me of God!

    Take care ♥♥♥



    • Blue is my favorite color as well. This particular morning glory is called Heavenly Blue and that it is! I love Walt Whitman too and this is one of my favorite quotes of his. Oh I’m loving your little haikus that you are writing for me! What a lovely thing to do, mon cher! I adore this one and will commit it to memory and quote it soon in a blog post, mon ami, Frédéric!
      Bleu est ma couleur préférée
      et vous êtes mon préféré Français! ❤ ❤ ❤

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