would enrich our gray ordinary days,
would pull our hearts toward His,
and so He splashed our lives with unexpected loveliness.
Usually, I don't have to look far.
I just have to look.
So, today I'm posting some phrases in the handwriting of God
written across my days here on Hickory Lane.
It is my hope that you would let your soul expand in worship of the Creator
as you take a second look at his first rate, color saturated creations.
theme and variation on shades of brown.
But not God.
He added brilliant orange to half hidden scaly feet,
and flecked an ordinary shell with wavy golden highlights.
I think the handwriting on this canvas says, "Even the hidden ones matter to Me."
Not this fellow!
I always know where he is because he's always telling me,
loudly, boldly, incessantly.
He doesn't seem to know he's just a little banty rooster;
he thinks he's king of the pasture.
And with his flashy colors, maybe he is.
I love the extra "fancy feathers" in deep copper along his back.
What's written here?
I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses..(or the rain is still on the lupines?)
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 greets me with his characteristic low whistle warble,
and I say, "Oh, hello to you, little friend. Thanks for stopping by."
I take each of his visits personally,
and my heart swells with gratitude to the One
who created this small package of marvelous feathers.
it was very good.
And all I can say is,
Today's Soul Stretch brought to you and me in living color!!! HumminB