Today, I think about things differently than I used to when I was young. I think about life and it's meaning more than I ever did.
I watch life speed past as though it were going to a fire and wonder where it is going in such a big hurry.
I have watched my little girls grow into young women. I've seen them stretch their arms up for my comfort and then watched as they spread their wings to try to fly.
I see my little boys trying to do big boy things, they still need my comfort and protection most of the time, though I am sure they think they don't. "I'm big" you know.
As spring comes upon us, the birds chirping their favorite songs, the flowers are popping up their pretty little faces, the sun warms up my soul.
My fish pond was in need of a good cleaning and what used to look like red-neck city now looks like a walk by the creek bed. It is rocked in and beautiful with the rocks that my loving husband and I collected together in times past. It has all the pieces of drift wood that he brought me as presents for every occasion, sometimes, just because.
The flower garden that once was a thing of beauty had turned into a gigantic weed infestation is now a patio. (Well almost.. I have to lay about ten more 2'x3' blocks.. level it up some) It is going to be stunning, from something old and rickety to something fabulous and new. I am truly excited.
That is the way our life in Christ is.. it used to be old and ratty worn and tired. When you ask the Lord to come in. you are transformed into a beautiful butterfly.
I hope that as this Easter comes upon us it is not just a time of family get together-s but a time of true celebration of what the Lord has done for us. He has given us new life and a real reason to celebrate.
Let the Lord, the creator of the universe give you that reason to celebrate. Let him take your life from something old to something new, like my new fish pond and my new patio.
I hope you have a wonderful spring and a Victorious Easter.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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