My Winter Garden

Queen Lily she is resting

Underneath her frozen bed

While sister Iris covered in snow

Shakes her sleepy head

The daffodils start snoring

While the tulips pray for Spring

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And Rose patiently puts on her robe of ice

Till the robin flies home on May’s wings

And the Father of Gardens smiles lovingly down

Through this season of quiet and cold

As we gently wait through our Winter

Till His bloom time comes round for our souls

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Our Greatest Need

Sometimes my biggest problem has been that I have assumed God was just like me only bigger and more powerful. But Jesus shows us time and again that God is nothing like us. He is never tired but He rests. He is never wrong but always humble. He is older than the earth but new every morning. Most of all God delights in listening even when He already knows what we will say! How ashamed I am of my own habit of often interrupting others and insisting on my own opinion when often I am wrong. How wonderfully patient and kind is our Father in Heaven. Why not tell Him all the truth always? He already knows before we speak even one single word!