Do you look under the bed at night?

 Fear not for I am with you. Isaiah 41:10

I hear so many say, 'O yes, I trust God,' yet they are compelled to look under the bed at night before they hop in!' I think all of us have probably done that at some stage in our life but that's before we really and truly put our full trust in God, before we really and truly knew him. When I look at the spring flowers of the garden that faithfully reappear every season and the new fresh green growth on the barren winter nakedness of the trees I am inclined to believe in full trust. I see the baby birds growing up in the so fragile looking  nest that seems to just cling to a branch, vulnerable to the wind , yet it stays there. Now that is trust.  There is so much going on in the world that can alarm us but.- Trust in the Lord with all your heart.(Proverbs 3:5)

Grace and peace from the Lord Jesus Christ

Anne, servant of the Lord

                                                                        Trust!

Have the vines budded?

 Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blooms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom -there I will give you my love. The mandrakes send out their fragrance and at the door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my lover. Song of Songs 7: 12-13

Often I say to God, let us go out and have a look at the garden. Let us go and see and touch and smell all of their beauty and commune together on their mystery and your creation. The garden I find is full of the scriptures, in fact every living thing is God's words in life and how much more aware of that are we after the spring bulbs have pushed their way through the cold dark earth to blossom into a thing of great beauty and delight. They tell of death and life, of the flowers of the field that blossom and fade away and of the 'glorious thing of thee that are spoken.'   Sit in the garden with God and commune on his marvellous handiwork which he created to shower us with his love and fill us with his joy.

Grace and peace from the Lord Jesus Christ.   Anne, servant of the Lord.

                                            Glorious things of thee are spoken

Love God

 The Great love of God O how lavishly given. TIS 164

I often wake up with this lovely hymn on my mind and am still humming it as I get breakfast. The love of God who gave us his Son Jesus and this beautiful world we live in and the joy of that is something I want to shout to the world. I want to say come, taste and see that the Lord is good.  I had been sharing an agape meal on zoom with a small gathering and this beautiful prayer was said: Beloved friend, stay in love with God. As God's light shines in your lives, shine that light into your world. Our meal here is ended, but God's banquet continues. Take the banquet into the world, and never give up until all people are fed. Ah yes, stay in love with God and - Go in peace to love and serve the Lord

Anne, servant of the Lord 

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God's recreation

Glorious things that speak of God.

 Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole world is full of his glory. Is 6:4

I say amen to that! Having just come in from a walk around the garden I am 'full of the images of God's glory.' Not just from the colour of the glorious spring flowers and the perfume filled air but also with the song of the birds and the chatter and business of a pair of wattle birds as they gather and feed their young in the nest. I marvel at the birds ability to build such a structure that withstands wind and rain and is hidden among the branches and leaves for safety. God has given every living thing gifts, even the birds of the air and the flowers with their beauty to give joy. Well we can pray: For the beauty of the earth, for glorious things that speak of you, dear Lord we give you thanks.

Grace and peace from the Lord Jesus Christ.

Anne, servant of the Lord.

                                                Glorious things of you are spoken.

Sparkling like gems.

 Glorious things of you are spoken. TIS 446

What a delight. Following the rain as the sun shone on the flowering bush in the garden it was alight with hundreds of what looked like fairy lights, drops of rain hanging from each flower tip, bursting with the water of life,  sunlit, sparkling like gems and it was a loveliness that spoke of God. As I meditated on the delight before me a thought came from the back of my mind of something I had read which said: 'O thou whose eternal presence is hid behind the veil of nature.'  And it was, and is. God is always in his creation it just needs us to be still and focused enough on him to see it.

Blessings in abundance on the gift of a new day.

Anne, servant of the Lord.

                                                What a delight!

Feed your soul

 Sing to the Lord a new song, play skilfully, and shout for joy. Psalm 33: 3

What a glorious spring morning and I am out to find a space in the gardening where God can work with me. Where he can refresh my thoughts and build on relationship, where true joy may be found, where the winged birds of the air will fill it with song and nestle busily in the Grevilia   for their daily feast of nectar. Its all a feast that feeds the soul and can be found right at my doorstep. Where, I wonder do you feed your soul?

Jehovah - shalom. The Lord is peace.

Anne, servant of the Lord.

                                                God's gifts.