Spring is such an amazing time of year. I am drawn to the sunshine that is ever-pouring from God's heaven. The weather has been surprisingly dry, allowing the atmosphere to be crisp and clear. This is such a fresh change from our normal haze of humidity. The sky seems bluer and the grass greener.
Too bad this season is so short. Before you know it, we'll be shutting doors and windows and turning on the air-conditioning for months to come. My husband thought I was crazy today when I chose to take a longer route in order to avoid the expressway. My reason for using back roads which would take twice as long? I wanted to roll down the windows and let the wind blow through my hair.
Today, I didn't want to be in a hurry. I'll be that tomorrow. I wanted to enjoy the day and the memories that Springtime always brings. When I was young, I used to ride my bike to an open field and spend hours looking through four leaf clovers, hoping for a trefoil. I can still remember how the March winds danced over the long, silky grass, doing a wave just for me. Clovers were sweet and dandelions in abundance; buttercups under my chin revealed I was a butter lover.
But most of all, I loved to pick wild daisies, plucking petals until the rhyme turned out right. Who wants to hear, "He loves me not!" My young heart hoped there would be someone who would love me one day.
I was right. I found Him in 1977. His love never relented and He romances me to this day. I always wanted someone who would adore me and care for me the way He does. His love goes down deep as sometimes that's where I hide; but He also celebrates with me in my high places. I've never known a love like this.
Daisy or not, one thing is for sure . . .
HE LOVES ME!
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I too am a fool for the love of my husband. We were engaged on April 1!
Mrs. Brooks,
Happy anniversary!!! May God bless you both as you look back on the past with warm thoughts of the day you took your vows, as well as look forward to the promising future that is your because you have always chosen to put Him first.
Daisy or not, He loves you!
Chrissy, this is just beautiful! Love you Sisto!
Hey! This is one of my favorite blogs so far! "He loves me too.." :):):):)
Mary,
So many sweet childhood memories we share. I am so blessed to have a Sisto like you!
Kayla,
Thanks you for the beautiful comment. He (Jesus) is the lover of your soul!
It is obvious you are referring to Jesus and not your husband, but I must have skimmed too quickly. So much for that speed-reading course when I was 14! I must have spring fever!
My heavenly Father adopted me into His family, and I became part of His Church, the Bride of Christ, on May 9, 1967. Can you just imagine the fields of flowers He will present to us in our bouquets at the Marriage Supper?
As for my earthly marriage, I'm so thankful the Lord gave me a loving husband, one who heeds Ephesians 5:25: "Husbands, love your wives as Christ loved the church and gave Himself for her." He is a picture, a small reflection, of the Bridegroom's devotion, protection, leadership and sacrifice. Such a Great Love is almost unfathomable.
Mrs. Brooks,
Since our husbands are to love us as Christ loves His church or bride, I would say you are a blessed wife if you can mistake a description of Jesus for your husband:)
That part was so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO ONE ELSE could love me like HE does. I NEEDED to hear that right now; at this very minute. (no accident) THANK YOU, mom
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