Holy, holy,holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory. Isaiah 6:4
Our world is full of such exciting things that speak of God. The tiny bird with its metallic call like a tinkling bell. The beautiful single flower that ambushes us in the most unexpected places. The honey eater drinking honey in the Bottle Brush oblivious of his surroundings as he delights in the nectar. Tiny busy ants and scurrying lizards around the garden rocks and the perfume in flowers of every kind...........an endless feast of things that speak of God and I haven't even left the garden as yet.
May the Lord of peace himself give you peace at all times and in all ways.
Anne, servant of the Lord.
Ambushed by love