Daffodil

Here she comes,

Her bright green stalk

Bursting through spring snow

Tall, proud, bud stretching skyward toward the sun.

Then a brilliant yellow flash!

The daffodil briefly lifts her sunshine bonnet heavenward,

Then bows her lovely head:

The created glory deferring

To the greater glory of Creator.

Tidbits from Hebrews

“Today, if you hear his voice, do not harden your hearts…”  

I was reading these words one morning in Hebrews 3, leading up to that amazing chapter 4 where God describes what it’s like to rest in him.  I felt like he was saying, “Enter my rest. Don’t let unbelief keep you on the other side of the window, your face pressed against the glass, watching others enjoy life, enjoy me and my presence.  It is your choice, not your fate, that keeps you there on the outside looking in.”

So, I listened, and here’s what I heard Daddy singing over me this morning:

I’m not like your father.

I’m not like your father.

I will always see you.

Always hear you.

Always help you.

Always love you.

I am not like your father.

Listen.  What is Daddy singing over you?