Showing posts with label God's gift of creation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God's gift of creation. Show all posts

Monday, November 10, 2025

GIFTS THAT KEEP ON GIVING!

Special gifts that keep on giving are few! One such was a Frameo given by son, Josh. It allows pics from kids and their spouses to share pictures with us as they will. 
I don't have to do anything but accept the gift that continues to rotate through the screen to keep me smiling!
Today's snow pictures of youngest grandson did just that.....
......Gave me a happy heart! A Heart filled with peace and love.

The best gift that keeps on giving came to mind as I spent time in God's Word on this "Meditation Monday"---the best free gift to all who believe.
Jesus
Scripture gives the prefect picture to help one understand the sacrificial gift God gave through His Son who shed His blood that we might have eternal life in Him! A "white as snow" gift that keeps on giving!  
Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool. (Isaiah 1:18)
LET IT SNOW! LET IT SNOW!! LET IT SNOW!

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

A Love Transfer

Love isn't put in your heart to stay;
Love isn't love 'til you give it away. (Unknown)

Not sure when or where I learned that little ditty, but it was ringing in my heart this morning after Andrew, our rough and tumble 5 yr. old grandson, (ck out the bruised eye & band-aids) came sneaking up on me while I was having a "quiet time" on the patio.
Hiding something in his hand behind his back, we played a guessing game of sorts and he revealed he had found something special on his walk with PopPop.
Eventually, I gave up and he showed it to me announcing, "This is for you."
A treasure---just as he had said. A heart-shaped leaf.
God's gift of creation (Gen.2:9a) lovingly transferred through the grimy hands of a young boy.
Brown and a little crispy.....and I loved it! Of course I did.

Next week when we head for home, I won't leave my heart in Texas. 
I plan on taking it home with me, pressed between the pages of my journal.