The Mimosa Tree

by Marcie Elliott-Smith

When I was a little girl, there was a lovely mimosa tree towards the front of our property.

About half-way up the tree, there was a fork in a large branch which was the perfect place to sit and read.

It was my sanctuary for reflection and solitude.


Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Camelot and The New Jerusalem

I am a sucker for a movie with bravery, beauty and virtue.

Add in royal pageantry, loyalty and a noble cause--I'm a goner. Oh, and fabulous costumes are a great touch!


I recently watched the movie First Knight. I've seen it many times before but one particular scene struck me to tears.


When Lady Gwenevere first stands on the hill and sees Camelot at a distance, she is deeply moved. The King is by her side and they soon begin the journey into the beautiful city by horseback.





Why was I crying??


My heart rose to the day when I'll see the New Jerusalem. I will finally be able to kiss the hand of my King and walk into a life of unbelievable glory.

I raised my hands to God and blessed that day. I bless that day when faith has become sight and all the unseen wonders are revealed and joy is made complete!


I bless that day.


I love my life--but I love my unending life.


                     Hollywood -- You sneaky, story-spinning machine!


But I see a higher city that really does glimmer with gold. With the true riches.



The New Jerusalem.


This is a poem that blessed me after my Mom went to be with Jesus:


This isn't death--it's glory!
It is not dark--it's light!
It isn't stumbling, groping,
Or even faith--it's sight!

This isn't grief--it's having
My last tear wiped away;
It's sunrise--it's the morning
Of my eternal day!

This isn't even praying--
It's speaking face-to-face;
Listening and glimpsing
The wonders of His grace!

How did I bear the earth-life
Before I knew this rapture
Of meeting face-to-face
The One who sought Me, saved me!
And kept me by His grace!


(Poet, unknown)

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