This rose so sweet and so fair,
Recently graced our home.
It's beauty .. this time of year... so rare;
It's beauty .. this time of year... so rare;
..that.. and its fragrance ~ God's design.
The girls together on Alyssa's birthday, 2011. “I don’t really want more time;I just want enough time.Time to breathe deep & time to see real & time to laugh long, time to give You glory & rest deep & sing joy…I just want time to do my one life well.Life at its fullest is this sensitive, detonating sphere —and it can be carried only in the hands of the unhurried and reverential—a bubble held in awe.”
“Christian thanksgiving is the life of Christ in the heart — transforming the disposition and the whole character.
Thanksgiving must be wrought into the life as a habit—before it can become a fixed and permanent quality.An occasional burst of praise, in the midst of years of complaining, is not what is required. Songs on rare, sunshiny days; and no songs when skies are cloudy—will not make a life of gratitude. The heart must learn to sing always.This lesson is learned only when it becomes a habit which nothing can weaken. We must persist in being thankful.When we can see no reason for praise—we must believe in the divine love and goodness, and sing in the darkness.Thanksgiving has attained its rightful place in us, only when it is part of all our days and dominates all our experiences.”J. R. Miller, 1912
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| Alyssa reading in our front yard. |