IN THE GARDEN

Summer is here in all it's glory.

The north east region of the United States had an unusually mild winter.  We were a bit concerned with the lack of snow, which would tend to very dry conditions.  

BUT.... the Father gave us another reason to give him praise.  The weather conditions balanced out.  We received the necessary rain and as an added bonus, the roses this year in our region are absolutely beautiful and abundant.

My husband and two daughters enjoyed an early morning walk through a beautiful romantic garden.  It reminded me of a song.

IN THE GARDEN

 "I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses; And the voice I hear, falling on my ear, the Son of God discloses....

 And He walks with me, and He talks with me, 

And He tells me I am His own. 

And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.

He speaks and the sound of His voice is so sweet the birds hush their singing, 

And the melody that He gave to me, Within my heart is ringing."

Do you hear the song?  

Spend time in the garden with Him.

Have a glorious day.

He Has Made the Summer and Winter

  I thought I would post this for all of us that are missing the snow here in the Northeast and other places.  It seems a little backwards this year.  This weekend they had a nice snowstorm down south; we are still enjoying spring like weather. I love how my husband embellished this image that I took.  You can really feel the cold. 

I have learned in my days of walking with the Lord, there is always something that I can give our God praise and thanks for.  In times of turmoil in our country, I can still see God's goodness and hand of blessing.  I think sometimes we whine too much.  Some folks pray for snow because they love it.  Maybe they want to go skiing.  Others can't stand it.  Maybe one person is praying for snow and one person is praying for the snow to go away.  Are we asking amiss?  Perhaps we should stop trying to direct God and  enjoy more of what is around us.  There is no perfection in this world, but there is a lot of evidence of God's mighty hand at work.  

In chapter 74 of Psalms, the psalmist recognizes he and his brethren are in a dire state.  Yet, he does not let the situation dominate his soul.  He instead turns and remembers and reminds God (which He seems to really like), of His goodness and times of deliverance for His people.

Praise Him, He has made the summer and the winter, (even the mild ones).