Why is it that we only feel like we worship or have devotions when we sit still in a chair and read our Bible or kneel quietly and pray?...Those things have their time and place...but what about the spontaneous dance in the morning dew as we sing or the quiet admiring of the rainbow in the water of the garden sprinkler...or the hatching of baby ducks in the color of spun gold.....or the song birds singing in the trees or the dove cooing in the cool of the evening....the purring of a kitty begging to be held...I believe worship can be anywhere...these everyday things that turn our hearts to the Abba Father....His joy washes over us....For me its stripping old paint off of a old dresser and seeing beauty underneath that turns my thoughts to the Father...knowing of the times I have been sanded/rubbed the wrong way ....it hurts ...it takes a layer off me....I could choose to be bitter or embrace it and ask Jesus to do what he needs or wants to do in the situation....Like I patch and b
Well today is Valentines...a day for some to show their love or that they are loved with chocolates and flowers....as I was thinking about this..I had to kinda laugh and be sad...How shallow chocolates and flowers could be if that was the guide that we had to tell if we were loved or not.Kinda reminds me of being a teenager and having a flower and pulling petals off..."Does he love me or does he not". Well this morning as my dear hubby looked at me and said Oh honey I didn't get you anything yet.....I was struck with the thought of what he said..it made me laugh out loud and sad that I would ever judge him for what he could buy me.He didn't get me anything...BUT...what could anything you buy assure me of Valentines compared to what you did all night? You got up through the night and checked on goats in the cold...Not because you love my goats but because you love me and care about the things I love....you worked and worked to pull a dead baby and assured me