A friend of mine and his bride just had a little baby boy. The little Californian landed just a few days back and after a brief stay in the hospital due to minor complications his parents brought him home. What overwhelming joy to hold a precious little one, and while my smallest bambina is eight years old now and baby number 1 is twenty-one, I am still warmed of the precious thoughts of each one. Even my son who is now 16, and standing taller than me by half a foot invokes memories of his tiny little eyes looking up at me just minutes after his birth.
At this writing, it is now fully spring. The buds are white and pink on the trees and the grass has lost its brown hue, giving way to irish green; the flowers are aburst. It reminds me of each precious day we have before our Lord. A day that we have to work diligently before Him. A time that we can once again earnestly learn from Christ a new death to our selves; a time again to dedicate our life to him and adorn the earth in His precious colors. His delightful fragrance; one that draws others deeply to Him. Jesus Christ beacons the seeker with his testimony through His saints lives. Our life lived before others in an earnest Christ-honoring manner is the loudest proclamation of the Gospel. Proclaim on! In loving service. Sherrell
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