A daffodil bud waits in the predawn hours for the sun to call it forth. So too, Lord, we wait for You to shine Your Light of Truth on us and cause us to Bloom!
1Peter 2:9 "For you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that you should show forth the praises of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous Light!"
One of several stone fence posts with iron rings…landmarks on our farm for over a hundred years. Season after season they endure inclement weather and stand strong, though storms rage around them. They symbolize God’s Word, and our faith, driven deep within as an anchor to which we can attach our hopes and dreams.
Jesus…the Word made flesh…may we never lose sight of Him as our landmark…our strength and hope!