Flowers are perfumed words. They send out messages spanning the emotional spectrum. For centuries, flowers have been gifted with the express intent to relay specific sentiments. This poetry of blooms is especially used during February, the month of love.
Joy is the second “fruit of the Spirit” as listed in Galatians 5:22. Joy is my own personal beam of sunshine, daily warming me through tribulation or the reprieve from thereof.
The first evidenced “harvest” of the Spirit in our lives is love (Galatians 5:22). It is a word so bandied about that we have tarnished its meaning with trivial connotations that contaminate its intended, lustrous sheen.
The featured image in this post is a painting by Dmitri Wright entitled, In the Quiet of this Moment, gifted to me by him in 1987. It daily reminds me to be quiet and listen to the still quiet voice inside of me.
Are you as tired as I am of the bombarding edicts to do this or that, to be this or that, and to become this or that at the dawn of each new year? I certainly am!
Prayers sometimes come to us in unexpected forms, especially when we don’t “feel” like praying and words aren’t happening.
In my work as an advocate for special needs students pursuing higher education, I’ve been reminded repeatedly that they are twice qualified. What does that mean?