I continue to wake... 30 days after Easter... with the reminder that His resurrection is as real today as it was all those years ago. I want to live as one who walks among the "Resurrection People". Often as I watch the sunrise in the morning, the words and melody to an OLD song fill my mind.
For me, there's something sacred about watching the day begin. Many days it's played out, not only on the eastern sky but from east to west and from north to south. Some mornings are more spectacular that some. Others are more subtle. But, I've yet to see one that doesn't humbler my heart before the One who knows me most and loves me best!
The music & lyrics to one of my all-time favorite songs was written in 1912 -- over 100 years ago -- by C. Austin Miles:
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me,
And He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
And He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.
And He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
This morning, I am praying for God to show up in a POWERFUL way for a person who's working their way back to a close relationship with the Lord recently. My prayer comes straight from The Word:
"Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life." Psalm 143:8
Linking with Ann Voskamp - A Holy Experience today...
I walked outside my door today & took in the goodness & beauty which surrounds me. And, I was once again reminded not to minimize the "little things" placed right in my view! Things like huge, aromatic peonies lining the east wall of our home & lush green ivy covering the ground in the shady areas where grass would not grow well & lilies which come each spring -- lilies which were gifts to the former woman of the house from her two children. I see the birds returning to our outside hanging plants to nest again this year. I hear the horses in the neighboring pasture dashing across the field green & ready for grazing this spring. In our 4th spring here, none of these things are new to me. Yet, not one of them fails to bring a sense of joy & wonder. 
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