I had so much fun last night getting my hands dirty. I bought some flowers and put them in pots on my deck. I also planted some bulbs in the ground. My hands were filthy. This picture was only after planting a few plants. When it comes to flowers, I love to get my hands dirty. I know there will be a benefit to it. The reward is beautiful flowers all summer long.
Figuratively speaking, getting my hands dirty with people is a whole different story. People can be ornery, manipulative and any number of other negative things. People can bring blessings through kindness, caring and many positive things. However, when people are messy, the dirt doesn’t always easily wash off. There can be bruises and scars left after our interactions. Yet, God commands us to interact with people – to get our hands dirty so to speak. God will produce His beauty through the mess.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.” Ecclesiastes 3:11a
The tulip in this picture is called the Marilyn tulip. I’m not sure which Marilyn anyone had in mind when naming this variety, but we will think of my mom’s sister. I shared a couple of weeks ago that my family was grieving the loss of my aunt. While there is sadness, we take comfort in the knowledge that she is with Jesus.
Her memorial service was last weekend – right at the tail end of tulip time in Holland, MI. Some of my family took time to enjoy the beautiful flowers. My mom’s brother took this photo of the Marilyn tulip.
Psalm 62 became special to my aunt as she started realizing that her mind was succumbing to dementia. Many forms of dementia come on gradually and the person has awareness of what is happening to them. This can be a frightening time. However, God is still good and provides protection and aid in our time of need. Whatever that need may be.
So friend, wherever you are in life – whatever God is asking of you; He has a plan to take care of you.
I coined a new title. It is called “Mother Sister Daughter”. Yes, I have a crazy way of thinking, but bear with me and it might make sense.
I first thought of this with my friend, Mary. She is a dear, senior saint in my church who is 90 years young. I enjoy spending time with Mary. She blesses me.
Now based on Mary’s age, the mother title makes sense. She seeks to invest in me in a similar way that a mom would.
She is my sister in Christ. I have a Proverbs 27:17 relationship with her. “As iron sharpens iron, so a man sharpens the countenance of his friend.”
I realize the daughter part of this title will be the most confusing. People who know me well, know that I have a mothering personality. I didn’t know this until my roommate my freshman year in college told me. Then I started noticing it.
I love my friend Mary – I love many friends with a fierce loyalty that can turn me into a “mama bear”. I want to care for my dear friends with a motherly love.
So no matter the age, these special ladies are my “mother sister daughters”. Because all of the titles fit.
So on this Mother’s Day weekend, I want to wish all of my Mother Sister Daughters a Happy Mother’s Day!
We had a normal winter in Minnesota, but after several mild winters this year felt colder, darker and longer than before. I have to admit, I do not enjoy temperatures well below 0 on a January morning. However, this is where God has me and He has given me many blessings in the land of frozen tundra.
One big blessing is the joy when spring finally arrives. We had a mid-April snow which gave us several inches of wet, white mush. That has finally disappeared and warm weather is here.
While there can be beautiful sunsets during the cold winter, I enjoy taking pictures more when the weather is warm. On Wednesday night, I was excited to see beautiful colors in the sky. God is a master painter. He takes the sun and sky and creates a masterpiece. Here are a few pictures of His work. The pictures never fully show the beauty of God’s work, but I will relish and enjoy them anyway.