"Not all of us can do great things.
But we can do small things with great love."
Other writings and things that have blessed me this week:
Study in Brown
The Christmas Story
The LORD said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the LORD, for the LORD is about to pass by.”
Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the LORD, but the LORD was not in the wind.
After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake.
After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire.
And after the fire came a still small voice.
When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave. ~1 Kings 19:11-13
The angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” ~Luke 2:10-12
"What I really want to be is... a tiny yellow flower hidden in a vast deep wood; a precious ointment shimmering in an alabaster box, poured out on the feet of Christ in love. "
Yellow trout lily, Erythronium americanum. It blooms in the woodland in mid-spring.Photo Credit to Colin Purrington.
"A woman in that town who lived a sinful lifelearned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house,so she came there with an alabaster jar of perfume.As she stood behind him at his feet weeping,she began to wet his feet with her tears.Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them."~Luke 7:37-38
"The feast, or party, is part of the foundation of Christianity. Here at Cana, Jesus performs His first miracle, so it could be said that our faith, in a sense, began at a party. Early in the history of the church, times of fellowship resembled parties, or love feasts... How could a group of Christians coming together not resemble a celebration? Even as the Christian faith began at a banquet, so it will come to completion at a wedding feast." From pg. 42 of Parable of Joy by Michael Card
As I start to relax, I begin to let down from my long day. Being the mother of three small children can be exhausting! I give, and give, and try to give more though my flesh is howling in resentment. I am worn from their needs and requests, but also from the battle with my own selfishness.And you walk with meYou never leaveYou're making my heart a garden
And you walk with meYou never leaveYou're making my heart a garden