Yesterday afternoon I was working in the garden. Watering. Clearing room from my fall planting. Daydreaming. Enjoying watching a sparrow carry away a worm for an afternoon treat. That butterfly returned. You know, the same butterfly I see practically daily, or I tell myself it's the same butterfly. I was pruning my rose bush and it reminded me of how God has been working on me during this past year. I clipped all the dead buds off the bush so the true beauty of it can be seen. Once the dead blooms were removed, all the deep crimson petals jumped out at me. So, I decided to clip a few to enjoy on our breakfast nook table.
"I don't want sympathy,
I don't want money,
I don't want recognition,
I don't want to escape,
I don't even want a miracle!
Just give me Jesus!"
(from her book Just Give Me Jesus)
I leave you with a song. Click HERE.
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