Flower Garden

Grandmother loved flowers. When I got old enough to drive, she would have me drive her way out a country road. There was a little old house with a very old woman named Miss Ola who had a yard full of beautiful flowers - no grass, just red Georgia dirt paths she swept clean with a brush broom, Miss Ola still wore an ankle length dress and a sun bonnet like they wore long ago.

She and grandmother would catch up on old times, and the woman would load Grandmother down with flowers to take home, insisting we come back more often.

I was thinking about all the changes since Grandmother was born in April 1894. Yet the best things are the same, like the beauty of a flower and the gift of friendship.

When You Shepherd Me

I am overwhelmed by love,

Overtaken by Your mercy.

Lord, Your goodness without end

Will be the house in which I dwell.

Brian Doerksen
Song based on Psalm 23

https://youtu.be/N8L3phqTeeA

Psalm 16:11

         You make known to me the path of life;

in your presence there is fullness of joy;

at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

I noticed this morning that my Dad had highlighted this verse in his Bible a short time before he went to be with the Lord.  It made me think of the song

The Longer I Serve Him, the Sweeter He Grows

(Fountainview Academy Orchestra)

https://youtu.be/UnBCsgu9hNM

Quiet Beauty

I look forward to this view out my living room window every March.

I am remembering this chorus from childhood:

Peace, peace, wonderful peace.

Coming down from the Father above.

Sweep over my spirit forever I pray

In fathomless billows of love.

Goodness

How great is Your goodness,

Which You have stored up

for those who fear You,

Which You have wrought

for those who take refuge in You

Psalm 31:19

I was enjoying the birds, white pear blossoms, and bright blue sky today,

and was so thankful for God's goodness. I am praying for those affected by the 

flooding in Missouri, Nebraska, Iowa and other states.