Picket Fences

Yesterday morning didn't start out so great for my daughter. She was tired and feeling grumpy. Since she had enough time before school to take a short nap, she curled up in my bed, and turned on her Pandora radio station we had set up for her. I let her have breakfast in bed while she listened to her music. The next time I came in the room she said, "Mommy, I feel like dancing." That made me smile. She was obviously feeling better. When I came back a few minutes later, she was standing on the bed, singing, with her hands in the air. I was busy doing things in the room, when her sweet voice sang out, "How many Fathers gave up their son for me?" I turned around to see joy all over my daughters face as she sang the song. Hearing those words from a child lips really touched my heart. How many dad's would give up their child for her, for me, for you? There is one who did. He gave His Son for us because He loves us so much! I pray that truth would p...

Psalm 59:16- 17 “But I will sing of your strength, in the morning. I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble. 17 O my Strength, I will sing praises to you; you, O God, are my fortress, my loving God.” NIV I have an old rusty wheelbarrow that I filled with dirt and then planted various flowers in it. The flowers were still young and fresh when we had heavy rain and thunderstorms. A few of them ended up looking like this. I have felt that way myself when the negative things of life just seem to keep pouring down on me. This morning my daughter had discovered a new devotional book for young girls to do. I decided to sit down and join her while she did the devotion for today. It mentioned praising God during the storms and afterward. My daughter turned to me and said, “You better praise God during the thunderstorms.” I had to laugh, since that is one thing I do not do. The loud sound of thunder over my head is terrifying to me...