Today I am participating in something new to me. Terri, over at A Journey to a Masterpiece, has asked if there is a meaningful song that we would like to share. I always have a song in my heart tucked away.
First of all I am posting a photo that I took with a newer phone camera. I still don’t know how the editing happened, as I was unfamiliar with it. I like old church buildings. They were simple and humble. Sometimes I think they remind me of the first church I went to when I was a child. I do believe the truth is, that it was probably white stucco instead of wood.The building represents to me a place to worship the one that created me. I go because I love to express my love to my Lord, so in song I sing, not with beauty of voice, but with expression of love, lifting my voice and hands in thanksgiving. Music will often lift me up out of my earthly challenge, whatever it may be. I share the following song, because when I first listened to it, it spoke to me in many ways. It makes reference to a strained marriage. What marriage doesn’t need help? But beyond a marriage, I believe we people on earth are very broken. Each day we hear of turmoil in so many lives, in so many situations. From my own personal experience of brokenness, I have learned that there are always opportunities for our circumstances to change. When we get to that dead-end, the end of ourselves and admit that we lack, hopefully we will look up and inquire of our creator, our God, that has a better plan for us. This is a beautiful song, that will speak to your soul..
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He fills His hands with lightning and commands it to strike its mark..
God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways,
He does great things beyond our understanding.
Job 36:32, 37:5
His ways are not our ways. As I observe my little sphere of the world I am in awe of the beauty in our little back yard. I hope I don’t tire you out from my backyard tales. But each day I am eager to see what’s new, what flower has bloomed, what vegetable has taken off. I am thankful for these simple adventures in gardening.
I wonder how many of us have been hovering over our plants looking for signs of newness, signs of life in the form of blooms. We have not seen a single snowflake this winter. Maybe a few of you would have been willing to auction some of your snow off to the highest bidder. I like new beginnings and I may be repeating myself but it is true. I appreciate opportunities that allow me to make improvements, to change for the better, to make better choices and decisions. This time of the year represents for many, New Life, Resurrection. A new day to revive perhaps what has gotten stale in our daily regime. Here is a little preview of what’s happening in our yard. I see beauty in the face of a flower. Ladybugs are a reminder that all is ok and that God is in control..
We are called to walk by faith and not by sight. We were not seeing signs of spring, and even though we knew it was coming we wanted to see evidence. The little plants were doing their thing underneath the blanket of cold. Surviving without our help. Being patient and waiting for their time to shine and put a smile on our faces..