The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad; the desert shall rejoice and blossom like the crocus; Isaiah 35:1 ESV
It is a beautiful sight when a rose garden gives off its fragrance and is filled with blossoms of many colors. That is what our lives are like when God has poured out His blessing and we praise Him
But when dry winds dry out the soil of our garden till it turns hard and barren then a blossom is not a blessing: it becomes God’s miracle!
Wait on the Lord ; Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart; Wait, I say, on the Lord ! Psalms 27:14
Waiting for God is in some ways like waiting for a flower to bloom. The promise of it’s full beauty is wrapped tightly in a tiny bud. If we pry it open we will forever lose the chance to see what the full blossom can become.
We cannot rush God but with strength and courage we must trust that He knows what He is doing in His garden. Whatever it is you are waiting for today – trust Him. He knows the precise moment for every flower in the universe to open. He will unlock the fragrance hidden in the blossom exactly when someone needs its perfume today!
So God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.
So as the artist and architect of the universe, what kind of artist do you suppose God is? Is He a realist revealing every detail? Could He be. French Impressionist, expressing His deepest emotions,or a pointilist making us connect the dots? Could our Lord be an abstract artist concealing His greatest beauty in a secret place. What do you think? Remembering my many childhood visits to see the art my parents loved I was just thinking about this today!
One of my favorite books on prayer is a tiny volume named “The Kneeling Christian” It is written by an unknown Christian however I strongly suspect that Andrew Murray was the author simply judging by its content and style. What a blessing and motivation to prayer this little book has been in my life. Today is 2017 we no less need prayer than when this book was first published more than a century ago. Our churches have full pews but often empty altars. We laugh and sing but who weeps with our Savior and tarries in prayer for the urgent needs all around us? The good news is that there is still a time for prayer. There is still an open door to God’s throne of grace. Jesus is listening and waiting if only we will begin to earnestly pray. This week our Iris burst into full bloom. All year I wait for that day when its petals open and give out their fragrance. In the same way God sees our life as a garden and waits for our prayers to unfold as the full expression of our faith and trust in Him!
God "wondered that there was no intercessor" (Isa. lix. 16)--"none to
interpose" (R.V., marg.). But this was in the days of long ago, before
the coming of the Lord Jesus Christ "full of grace and truth"--before
the outpouring of the Holy Spirit, full of grace and power, "helping
our infirmity," "Himself making intercession for us" and in us (Rom.
viii. 26). Yes, and before the truly amazing promises of our Savior
regarding prayer; before men knew very much about prayer; in the days
when sacrifices for their sins loomed larger in their eyes than
supplication for other sinners.
Oh, how great must be God's wonder today! For how few there are among
us who know what prevailing prayer really is!"
excerpt from chapter one "The Kneeling Christian author unknown
The lilacs are definitely in full bloom in our area. I am partial to lilacs because their sweet and delicate fragrance contrasts with their gnarly almost ancient looking stems. As summer comes knocking on our doors some of us think of time spent reading a new book or two. Here is a collection of 3 months of short devotional readings available in e-book format and accompanied by photography. You can follow the link of find it on Amazon.
Running the Race – Summer Reading with Jesus
The daffodils are blooming the cherry trees are joining the chorus and Mrs snapping turtle is looking for the best place to cross the road!
For behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, Song 2:11-12
This winter I needed time away from this blog to rethink, reflect and refresh on why I should continue. I’ll just take it one day at a time for now, with more photos and maybe less talk. Today, my winter starved eyes are longing for the colors of spring flowers, but I confess these photos are not from this year. I do hope these few offerings from the past brighten someone’s day today as we begin to enter the week before Easter.