God speaks at peak performance.
Skies, mountains, valleys,
Muted hues, shades, and colors
Proclaim His Beauty.
Seasons of his life reflected the loving care he gave our family.
We remember a daddy who held his children close, rocked
and sang beautiful songs of faith over us.
We remember long years of sacrificial hard work to provide for a growing family.
His example taught us to take responsibility for those we love,
even when the cost is great.
Looking back, we believe he would have given his life for any one of us.
That kind of love goes a long way when it is
forever modeled before you.
We remember the love that swelled our hearts when he would say;
“I’m the richest man in town because of the
seven children God gave me.”
We remember Daddy was always true to Mother.
Loving her, providing for and protecting
her all those years.
We remember a contagious laughter that just about lifted the roof.
Like the day we watched our favorite family movie.
Those were the times we just about got down
and rolled on the floor with him.
How we loved to hear Daddy laugh.
We remember challenging seasons of life, when hope was restored by
his oft-quoted confident words.
“Everything’s going to be all right”.
An echo of the promise of Romans 8:28:
“God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God.”
Thank you God for giving us a daddy that left us with
a legacy we shall always cherish.
I couldn’t wait to take a peak. I pushed
back the mulch and sure enough, there
they were. Daffodil bulbs I planted in the
fall had forced through winter’s frozen
ground. Once again I was seeing evidence
of the miracle of Spring time.
I can’t help but think of the parallel in our lives. Winter seasons of our lives,
threaten our faith and endurance. We wonder, will the joy of springtime
ever come again? Will we be able to rise up and leave winters past behind us?
There is One who promises that we can endure. We can pass that test.
We can rise up again and experience new beginnings that God promises for
those who love Him.
For those who believe, our hope lies in the God and Father of our LORD
Jesus Christ,and in His Promised Presence. He has promised He will never
leave nor forsake.
When sickness, death and loss shake our world; when doubts and fears raise
their ugly heads; when the battlefield of our heart tempts us to question when
we should trust, we need to remember the Lord is near. He doesn’t leave us
alone to fight our battles. He gets down in the trenches of our troubled hearts
and minds, and when we can no longer fight for ourselves. He fights for us.
Gives strength to climb out of the pit and teaches us to embrace rekindled hope
and the new beginnings God promises.
The same God who planted seeds of new growth in the beginning, (Genesis 1)
also plants new seeds of hope in hearts that make room for Jesus.
May hope spring up in our hearts today, as we wait for the miracle of spring.
Winter is past, and the rains are over and gone.
flowers are springing up, and the season of singing birds has come.
Song of Songs sv. 2:11,12 NLT
Mama was Mrs. Southern Hospitality
personified! She absolutely loved being
in the kitchen. No one made biscuits,
coffee can bread or cornbread, except
her own mother. She taught her
Southern fried chicken, stewed squash,
sweet and sour meatballs, sloppy joes,
chicken potpie, and chicken and
dumplings; were but just a few of the
delicious meals she loved to prepare
for those fortunate enough to sit at her table.
Are you hungry yet? Try adding pound cake, chocolate pudding, peach cobbler,
coconut cake, or banana pudding for dessert. You have a fine southern home
Nothing could match sitting around mama’s table. What precious memories
those times were for our family and friends who lingered there, laughing and
listening to the sounds of love.
Mama’s nurturing gift of love and hospitality blessed not only our family,
but countless others who dropped in at just the right moment. Seems like there
was always room to squeeze in one more at her table, and when there were no
places left? Well you were happy to take your plate to the living room or bedroom.
Her love followed you everywhere!
How grateful I am God gave me a glimpse of His table through my precious
mother. She went home to heaven years ago, leaving our family with a rich
legacy of faith, hope, and love. How we miss her, but we’ll see her again,
on that glad day when God calls His children home.
Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her.
There are many virtuous and capable women in the world,
but you surpass them all. Proverbs 31:28-29
I have many gifts to be thankful for
this Christmas and none of them will
be found under the Christmas tree.
Don’t get me wrong. I love to receive
gifts just like everyone else and to
tell the truth I would be disappointed
if I didn’t receive any.
No, the gifts I am thinking of are those who come wrapped, not with paper but
the love of God.
Husband, children, grandchildren, sisters, brother, friends, family.
All gifts, each one beautifully formed in their mother’s womb and given the
breath of life by our loving God and Creator. God has placed all kinds of gifts
in our lives. Some come wrapped in warmth and love. Others come in rough
wrappings, waiting to be loved. The same love God wrapped us with when
He sent His son and forgave our sins.
For God loved the world so much that He gave His only son, so that those who
believe in Him will not perish, but have everlasting life (John 3:16).
What person has God brought into your life to show the gift of Christmas?
Prayer: Thank you Lord for the gifts of life and love you place in our lives
everyday. Open the eyes of our heart to recognize and receive them as you
would. In the name of Jesus our Savior, we pray. Amen.