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All Flesh Is Grass—The Garden Where My Father Once Lived

This is where my father and his family once lived on Potter Street in Providence, Rhode Island.

My father lived 1930-2011.

I took this picture last week.

My father’s house is now gone and my dad is now dead.

There is now a community garden at this location.

Here is what it says in Isaiah 40:6-8-

The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

All flesh is grass.

With a garden now where my dad once lived, you can say this is true in both a literal and figurative sense.

The things we most value have a season and they have no season. They are transient and they are eternal. They require a careful tending and they grow wild.

August 15, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment