When Flowers Fade

IMG_1326Seems like the older I get the faster the seasons come and go…

And the challenges that come with them.

This has been especially true this past year.

The sudden death of a special niece the day after Christmas.
The sudden death of a brother-in-law in July.

We traveled to South Alabama both times, wanting to give support and comfort for my sisters and their famlies as we grieved the loss of loved ones.

Now months later, we are about to witness another changing season.
Soon the flowers of summer will fade and fall as the heat of summer gives
way to shorter days and cooler temperatures with the promise of another winter
to soon follow.

I don’t feel ready for another winter. Seems like we just got through the last one.
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Yet I love this time of the year. The metamorphosis of Fall beckons me to feast my eyes on the beauty of the
changing season when green leaves magically turn yellow, gold, red and brown.

For me the beautiful backdrop of God’s creation causes me to pause and reflect on the faithfulness of God during the changing seasons of our lives.

Even the season of death and sorrow cannot take away the hope of seeing our loved ones again. Their death has been swallowed up in life. They are just beyond the thin veil that seperates heaven and earth.

Unlike the falling leaves, the Word of the Lord remains with us forever. We cling to the eternal and faithful promises that hold and strengthen us during times of stormy trials and grief and loss. We find peace through the Comforter who lives within us and those around us.

Our lives are like a fading flower, but we believe we will bloom in heaven for eternity.

What a great reunion in heaven awaits those who place their trust in the Lord Jesus Christ, believe He died on the cross to save us from our sins, rose from the dead and ascended back to the Father where He has prepared a place for us to live with Him eternally.

For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten son, so that whoever believes in Him will not perish, but have everlasting life. (John 3:16)

See God in Everything

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See God in everything whether great or small.
Trust His Sovereign will to all who will call.
Trust Him to guide and keep never let you fall.
See God in everything whether great or small.

See God in everything…morning, noon, and night.
Trust His hand to lead from darkness into Light.
Remember He has promised never to leave or fail.
See God in everything, His promises prevail.

See God in everything when human reason speaks.
Trust His Holy Word to guard your heart and keep.
Peace that passes understanding, joy to fill your heart.
See God in everything and He will not depart.

See God in everything when pressures mount within.
Trust Him to guide and keep your heart from sin.
Cry out when you’re weary…He sees and hears your call.
See God in everything whether great or small.

See God in everything through the fog and din.
Trust the song He sings will give you joy again.
Run the race before you empowered by His Grace.
See God in everything and give Him all your praise.

I focus on this one thing; forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead, I press on to reach the end of the race (Philippians 3:10-11 NLT).

#Declaration of Love

I will lift up the cup of salvation and
praise the LORD’s name for saving me.
Psalm:116:13 

Happy Birthday America!

Today is the 4th of July. The day I have the wonderful privilege and joy of celebrating both my country’s birthdate and my own. There will be lots of celebration and fireworks all across the country today as we remember our Declaration of Independence…and those who sacrificed life and blood down through the years to keep us free.

Because its my birth-date as well, I remember the love and sacrifice of my mother who gave me birth seventy-one years ago.

Most of all, I remember the God who created me in my mother’s womb and caused me to be born again (John 3:16) twenty-six years later when I came to the saving knowledge of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

The prayer below is my declaration of love for the One who came to set my soul free many years ago.

Father God, I praise you that you know my name.
Yes even in my mother’s womb you created and called me,
Hovered over and cared for me
In that secret place known only to you.
I praise you for the years of faithfulness and mercy
You’ve shown on my life’s journey towards you.

Most of all I praise you…All Sufficient…Gracious Savior…and Lord,
for the wonderful privilege to know and be known by you.

O Lord, you are the portion of my inheritance and my cup.
The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places. Yes, I have
a good inheritance (Psalm 16:5,6).

*The gift of the Rose was hand-stitched by my granddaughter Esther. Thank you Essie for each little stitch of love you poured into this beautiful keepsake!

Waiting

I was waiting on God
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Until I realized God was waiting on me…

I was determined to trust Him.
Chose to believe to see
His goodness in the dark
as I do in the Light.
Like Jacob of old I was clinging
with soul-effort…
”I will not let you go until you bless me.”

Then He called my name!
The One who called forth
the stars in the universe,
called…My…name!

You, born again child of mine,
I called you from the valley
with increasing faith.
I led you to the mountain-top
where I tested you
more than you could know.

I opened the eyes of your heart
and let you see My Light
shining in the darkness
of your soul.

I waited for the bud of patience
to bloom in your heart,
Praise to move upon your lips,
and deep-down soul rest…
where struggles cease
and joy returns.

I sent Rhema Words,
opened your mind to understand…

Times of waiting are in My Father’s Hands.

Wait for the Lord; Be strong and let your heart take courage; yes
wait for the Lord
 (Psalm 27:14).

The testing of your faith works patience (James 1:3).

 

Just A Little Rose

 Just a little rose, wilted at times…yet not for long.

Like the rose, we come to Jesus…
trusting He understands like no other,
resting between His shoulders,
knowing we are held with strong arms of love.

Like a child, we come to Jesus…
believing He cares like no other,
pouring out our hearts,
receiving His comforting presence.

Like a little rose wilted at times…
Coming to Jesus we find
living water refreshing our souls…
And once again the sweet fragrance of the Rose fills the air.

On the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out saying, “If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. He who believes in me, as the scriptures said, ‘From his innermost being will flow rivers of living water.'” John 7: 37-38

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Have You Seen Daniel’s Gloves

Glenda Mills:

Grab your kleenex! I clicked on this story this morning and knew it is one that must be shared. A wonderful reminder of what’s most important on our life’s journey.

Originally posted on Morning Story and Dilbert:

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I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day.

As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, ‘I will work for food.’ My heart sank.

I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief.

We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly…

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Songs in the Night

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 I’d rather be

in the valley of trials

with Jesus,

than on the mountaintop

without Him…

He gives a song

even when I can’t sing it.

He’s there,

watching, caring, singing

over me…

And I’m held by strong chords of God’s love.

Reflections from Zephaniah 3: 16-18