Flowers

Dried Flowers Bloom

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Some Black-eyed Susans, some lilacs sweet
Join Roses and Foxgloves for one short week
In the vase on the table and displayed with pride
Till their petals fall and are gathered and dried
Then tenderly placed with one long last look
And pressed between pages in our memory book

When our petals fall and our beauties fade
We search for our rest in life’s growing shade
In the book written by the hand of the Lord
Where souls are remembered, and hopes are restored
While we wait for Spring by the empty tomb
And the word of the Lord makes dried flowers bloom

The grass withers, the flower fades,
    but the word of our God will stand forever. Isaiah 40:8 ESV

Dried Flowers Bloom by Peter Caligiuri
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Promises to Come

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In early Spring while frost still holds
The apple tree prepares
in and sun and warming soil
To shed its Winter cares

And soon its sleeping flowers wake
To peek out of their beds
Then dress with blossoms white and pink
They show their little heads

Deep in those fragile petals hide
The promises to come
Of apples ripe at harvesttime
That bow the branches down

And in the deep of winter’s grip
While wild winds still blow 
I trust that He who tends the trees
Will keep me through the snow 

And that in Spring He’ll send for me
Dear Jesus lead me home
For now I wait in hopes of all
Your promises to come

Promises to Come
By Peter Caligiuri
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Alone With Jesus

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And after six days Jesus took with Him, Peter, James and John and led them up a high mountain by themselves. And He was transfigured before them. Mark 9:2 ESV

One of my favorite hymns begins with the line, “I come to the garden alone.” I often think of those words as I go on my morning walks and as I sit to read the Bible with my first cup of coffee. Today’s verse might make you think you need to go up a mountain, to please God. But what Jesus was really asking, was for Peter, James, and John to be alone, with Him, so they could hear the Father’s voice. That makes me wonder when the last time was that my heart was quiet enough to hear HIs voice. God does not always lead us up mountains. Sometimes our path leads through the valley of the shadow of death, or the garden of Gethsemane, but wherever we find ourselves today, what is most important is to listen to Him there.

Because what matters is not just being alone – what counts is being alone with Jesus. Even if we began today so busy that we did not hear His voice, He still offers us an invitation come and be alone with Him. Whether sitting in a garden, climbing a mountain, or carrying a cross, when we walk with Him and talk with Him, He shares a joy with us that no one else has known. Listen for His voice. Today, He wants to be alone with you!