amongst the weeds

'Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in his wonderful face, and the things of earth will be strangely dim, in the light of his glory and grace.' Spiritual song.

This song was singing on my heart the moment I stepped out the door this morning for a walk and the players of the music were a flock of blue wrens that seemed to accompany me for a short while.

What a glorious morning. God truly opened the lid of his treasure chest and let some of the treasures surround me..............blessed I was by the fresh air, the clear morning, spring flowers and the scent in the air of a deep, rich perfumed flowering shrub, but you know, the thing that seemed to draw my closer meditation was the 'fields' of bright yellow cape weed. While its a weed, it still holds beauty, its given many a child pleasure (and the inner child!) in making daisy chains, its was created by God, yet its outcast in the created world. In a moment I saw in it the outcast, the unaccepted, the rejected, the 'weeds' of society , to the world they mean not much but they hold a special place in my heart and life.

Sometimes we have to set aside the 'devotional books' and take our devotions outside and walk and talk to God there.

Walk well with God amidst so many blessings and hear his voice in creation, his gospel message for you today. Turn your eyes on him and look full in his wonderful face.

Grace and peace from God the Father and Christ Jesus our Savior.

Anne

All that I have

' He looked up and saw rich people putting their gifts into the treasury; he also saw a poor widow put in two small copper coins.' Luke 21: 1-2

When I was in hospital I was so blessed by the gifts of flowers from people who came to visit. Flowers beautifully arranged by the florist, lining the windowsill of my room. They were just beautiful in all their glory and gave me much pleasure but I had a visit from an elderly friend who I know struggles to get out and about yet she had bent low and hard, to pick for me a bunch of deep purple violets from her garden.

When I woke up in the night, the room was filled with the perfume of these violets and I thought of her and how she gave what she could, at a personal cost and I was so blessed. Immediately into my mind came the gospel story of the widows offering.

Even the smallest things, given in love, carry a big blessing. Even the smallest blessing brings great joy.

Grace and peace from God the Father and Christ Jesus our Savior.

Anne

I see you Lord

' And all the peoples behold his glory.' Psalm 97 :6

Sometimes we feel we are looking into the eye of God.

I have a beautiful book called 'A Tree full of Angels.' by Macrina Wiederkehr and in one section she talks of a meditation pause quoting Guigo, and it says: .........until your heart is touched....

I looked in awe at the deep pink blossom covered prunes tree

I looked in awe at the deep red of the flowering gum.

And I saw them........a tree full of angels, and my heart was touched and my silent whisper said, 'I see you Lord.'

Grace and peace from God the Father and Christ Jesus our Savior.

Anne

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