Monday, April 19, 2010
04/19/2010
Good Morning
We had another gorgeous weekend in North Georgia this weekend. The front of our humble abode is ablaze with color as the azaleas are in full bloom. Or dogwood has put on its leaves after just a brief bloom. We had a purple bearded iris right smack in the middle of one of our red azaleas – like a royal rising above a beautiful basket of bloom.
I say all of this to marvel at how God has dressed His creation with so much beauty. This is especially true when spring arrives and the colors pop out. I am reminded of a time when Norma and I were just married. Grandma Ward lived on Oakdale Road in Atlanta Georgia, four houses north of The By Way, On the corner of The By Way and Oakdale was lived a family named Atkinson who had a hill with rhododendron and azalea; wisteria and dogwood. Every spring was a collage of color along that bank. When Norma and I lived with Grandma, she would walk up to Ponce de Leon to meet me at the bus – usually pushing Jim in the stroller. We would walk back home each pleasant evening – what a treasure to remember. It was a simple time with the simple pleasure of being with each other and beholding the beauty before us.
God blesses us with the beauty of this earth and with the expectation of the beauty we will behold when we are at last at home with Him. Today is another beautiful day in the Lord. Let’s enjoy it to its fullest.
Agape’
Mr. Jim
Fatdad5@comcast.net
"Preach the Gospel everyday - and if you have to, use words" ... St. Francis of Assisi
Good Morning
We had another gorgeous weekend in North Georgia this weekend. The front of our humble abode is ablaze with color as the azaleas are in full bloom. Or dogwood has put on its leaves after just a brief bloom. We had a purple bearded iris right smack in the middle of one of our red azaleas – like a royal rising above a beautiful basket of bloom.
I say all of this to marvel at how God has dressed His creation with so much beauty. This is especially true when spring arrives and the colors pop out. I am reminded of a time when Norma and I were just married. Grandma Ward lived on Oakdale Road in Atlanta Georgia, four houses north of The By Way, On the corner of The By Way and Oakdale was lived a family named Atkinson who had a hill with rhododendron and azalea; wisteria and dogwood. Every spring was a collage of color along that bank. When Norma and I lived with Grandma, she would walk up to Ponce de Leon to meet me at the bus – usually pushing Jim in the stroller. We would walk back home each pleasant evening – what a treasure to remember. It was a simple time with the simple pleasure of being with each other and beholding the beauty before us.
God blesses us with the beauty of this earth and with the expectation of the beauty we will behold when we are at last at home with Him. Today is another beautiful day in the Lord. Let’s enjoy it to its fullest.
Agape’
Mr. Jim
Fatdad5@comcast.net
"Preach the Gospel everyday - and if you have to, use words" ... St. Francis of Assisi
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