John sent me a great video! He said this is a hidden creek 10 miles Southeast of Augusta, Kansas. His appreciation for God’s creation makes me want to go out and plant a garden. Okay, at the very least, it makes me want to go outside and make mud pies! 🙂
Under the giving snow blossoms a daring spring. – Terri Guillemets
It was quite a sight to see snow on Easter morning, but isn’t that just like God? You know, when I taught Sunday School, my favorite lessons were object lessons. Maybe it’s because I’ve always been a visual learner. You can talk me to death, but until I see something and have it click in my own mind, talking just doesn’t do much good. Don’t make me read boring statistics either, or you’ll lose me completely. I believe God sent that snow to remind us that on Easter, the plan of Salvation was completed and He is more than able and willing to wash our sins as white as snow.
If you declare with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved. – Romans 10:9-10
Spring is a time of renewal – a time to begin anew. What a great time to ask God into your heart and life. He wants to be the Lord of your life. Let’s pray this simple prayer together. If you already know Jesus as Lord and Savior, what a great prayer of rededication and recommitment to Him:
Lord Jesus Christ,
I know that I have sinned
and done things that have hurt you.
I am willing to turn away
from what is wrong in my life.
I want to go where you lead in the future.
Thank you for dying on the cross
so that I might be forgiven.
Come into my life this day;
Come in as my Saviour and Lord:
Come in to be with me for ever.
Thank you Lord Jesus.
You know – sometimes God’s children just need to laugh. Before it gets too far away from Easter, I want to share a poem with you. My friend Deanna posted a photo and said it was a naked peep taking a bath in her cup of hot tea. I thought I’d split a stitch, I laughed so hard! How could that not become a poem? Laughter is one of many… gifts from Heaven. 🙂