My neighbor’s wall is a cascade of morning glories. The name is so perfect for this flower. It’s color is royalty and beyond words in beauty and
form.
From the Master’s hand a work of art. It did not make itself. It stands a silent message of worship and contentment. “Don’t worship me for I’m like you, a reflection of the One whose heart and hand and breath has inspired the sum. We all reflect in part the majesty and wisdom of our great God. Continue reading
In Jesus we live and breathe and move and have our being. In Him all things have been made and hold together and without Him nothing exists that was made.
He is the exact image of the invisible God. Jesus, You are the penultimate Artisan. You made everything to contain Your music and dance for the joy of being. When Moses asked what You called Yourself You said I AM. For every need You fill. You are Water to our thirsty, Light to our dark, Bread to our hunger, Life to our death, Hope to our despair. You are Father to the orphan. Home to the homeless, Friend to the lonely, Strength to the weak.
You speak into every season and we welcome YOU into our Spring. We say thank you as You welcome us into Your Spring!
