Mother's Day.

You know, there's a time set aside for lots of things in life. Someone obviously loved their mother enough to set aside a special day once a year to honor their mother. Which reminds me of the verse in Ecclesiastes which reads, To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven: a time to love. - Ecclesiastes 3:1,8

Our mother's no doubt set aside more time for us than we'll ever begin to realize. Is it to much to ask that we return the favor and set aside time for them?

Happy Mother's Day!

The rain has stopped for now.

And the sun's finally shining! Thanks be to God, we've had no rain today! Rain is nice, yes, but after a while, one does long to see a bit of sunshine. I feel sorry for the families who've lost their homes and even their loved ones in the storms that raged across the States. I pray that these storms stop and that we can start helping them rebuild their homes and help them in anyway we can.

Rain.

I do not claim to own any rights to this poem nor will I even try!

The rain is raining all around
It falls on field and tree
On the umbrellas here
And on the ships at sea
                                           -Robert Louis Stevenson.

Psalm 47

Oh, clap your hands, all you peoples! Shout to God with the voice of triumph! For the Lord Most High is awesome; He is great King over all the earth.

Psalm 47:1-2

Psalm 124

If it had not been for the Lord who was on our side, let Israel now say- "If it had not been for the Lord who was on our side, when men rose up against us, then they would have swallowed us alive, when their wrath was kindled against us; then the waters would have overwhelmed us, the stream would have gone over our soul; then the swollen waters would have gone over our soul."
Blessed be the Lord, who has not given us as prey to their teeth. Our soul has escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken and we have escaped. Our help is in the name of the Lord.

Psalm 124 (NKJV)

May's almost here.

With May being only two days away, there are flowers to be planted, fruit plants, and maybe even a vegetable garden to be prepared. But how about your ideas? Are you ready to plant those little seedling ideas into the soil of your brain, nuture them, and let them blossom into something spectacular?

I do have a question. Why was May chosen to be the month where farmers could begin planting their crops? Why not April or June? Do any of you have a special "time" that you like to write? Like a farmer sets aside special time to plant, do you like to set aside a special time to write?

Spring is here!

Spring is here! The snow's finally stopped coming and the sun has started to shine. Yes, it may be raining a lot where some people live, but don't let that stop you from letting your ideas start to take root. Nourish them and let them bloom into whatever you want them to be.