I decided to post a picture of a warmer, more colorful day.
The green grass and redbud blossoms indicate spring is here! The lilacs are soon to flower as well. It was a long, cold winter as winters in this part of the country go.
I have been writing and rewriting during the winter and plan to have some more titles available this year. The second Maya and Max book is available on Amazon and the third is in the works.
Easter celebrates the resurrection of Jesus Christ! The death and resurrection of Jesus is the greatest expression of love and salvation we could ever imagine. God has done great things for us! Let us celebrate Jesus in thankfulness and humility.
2020 was an unusual year, to say the least. We are here and a new year is upon us. As I have been praying for nearly two months: “Sovereign Lord, let righteousness, justice and truth prevail.” So be it. Our light, life and love are from and in God. There is light at the end of the tunnel.
As a Christian, I appreciate the freedom I have to celebrate Jesus’ coming as a baby and His coming again as King.
In all I do, I want to honor Him. In my relationships, in my work, in my play and in my writing; I want to honor God: Father, Son, Holy Spirit. I fall short and need forgiveness. Thankfully, He forgives and doesn’t give up on me. I pray that His kingdom (light, life, love) come and His will (righteousness, justice, truth) is done on earth as it is in heaven.
But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Luke 2:10-11
When I was little, my dad called me his little shadow. I liked to follow him around. He did such interesting things. He visited people in their homes and nursing homes sharing God’s word and prayer with folks. I tagged along as often as I could. When we visited Mrs. Christianson, I got cookies. At the nursing homes after he preached, he went around to each person and shook their hand, so I followed along and did the same. Oh, and when he got the oil changed in his car the mechanic gave me orange pop!
I didn’t realize I was learning to be a pastor from him. Years later when I served in local congregations, I made it a practice to visit people in their homes to encourage and pray for them. When I worked with youth I made time to be “with” them one-on-one when possible. I learned the relational aspects of ministry from my dad by being his little shadow.
I wonder what my grandchildren are learning from me?
The leaves are falling, pond is dug and wood is stacked. Winter is coming. We anticipate a covering of snow and cold temperatures.
We can’t predict the future, but we can prepare for it.
Look at the changes…
Daylight hours are fewer, temperatures are cooler, leaves are changing colors…it must be fall. The seasonal cycle continues. Events in our world might be unsettling, but the cycles of nature continue regardless.
Special occasions are just that…special.
The birthdays in our family come in clumps it seems. There are several in the late summer and some in the winter/spring. Each occasion is special and warrants a celebration. These flowers and fudge came to the cabin to celebrate 36 years of marriage. Indeed, something to celebrate!