The Little Things
Psalms 92:1– It is good to give thanks to the Lord, and sing praises to thy name, O Most High
If big blessings come in little packages, I received one. She could fit in the palm of my hand and oh what a personality she had. I named this bundle of joy, Molly. She was my Calico kitten that an elderly gentleman had given me. She made herself comfortable the minute I brought her home. Since I was remodeling my house, she felt disappearing in the register vent and curling up in a berry basket interesting. You would have thought she was a dog.
Molly had a routine of her own. She sat at the door when she wanted to go out and wined to come in. I have learned how much God cares about the little things that He allows us to experience such as: the beautiful streaks of a sunset, the red-headed woodpecker at my feeder and the chiming church bell on Sunday morning. Truly, it is the little things we miss if we are not looking. Let us be thankful for all the little things that God brings our way each day.
Dear God, please help us to take time to see and thank you for the little things. Amen
My Praise
Fan the Flame
Sing Praise
You Are
Choose Life
I Cannot Let
Fresh Wind
Redeemed
My Praise
To Plant and pull up
A time to give birth and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted. Ecclesiastes: 3:2
I was hoping to plant some new Perennials in my large flower garden, but to my surprise, it was full of weeds. Some of my plants, such as my Rhododendron and Daises were barely peeking through the mess. Even though I had high hopes of planting, I had to pull up the un-wanted weeds that had taken over my once colorful garden.
I went to my shed and gathered the clippers, hand shovel and rake. It seemed a never ending task. For when I thought I had come to the end of the roots, I found multiple strands deeper in the soil below. It reminded me of my heart’s garden. Sometimes I had allowed seeds of jealously, anger and resentment to take root forming an ugly weed. I knew that if I did not confess this sinful weed to Christ and ask for forgiveness, it would grow out of control. I had to pluck it up and out of my heart’s garden.
As I pulled up the un-wanted seeds that were now weeds, I wanted to sow the right kind of seeds, plants that would bring an everlasting impact on others. So I filled my garden with seeds of love, kindness and compassion. I made a conscious effort to water my heart’s garden with Mercy and Forgiveness. I had come to learn from God’s word that if I do not grow weary in well doing, I will reap a harvest of righteousness.
Although we have all fallen short of the glory of God, He is more than willing to help us to get rid of any weeds that we should not have in our heart’s garden.
Prayer: Dear Merciful God, Thank you for being the Supreme gardener of our hearts. Help us to continue to plant the seeds that bring you Glory. Amen
