Spring Break and Scripture

Okay, so I'm excited beyond measure that Spring Break is here. Friday morning I felt such delight at just being able to sit and read and write and not hae to rush off to work. I had sweet fellowship with my LORD that was much needed.

I've been thinking about memorizing part of Isaiah 55 for my next memory verse and I sat down that morning to think it through. I decided on verses 8-12 because they hold a few important verses that you often here, but also because they have some personal connections for me. I love the verses that say "the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands." I know for a fact that He has done both those things for me. That day I sat on the porch at the river house and all the birds around came in front of me and the air was liquid with sound - oh, I know that was the work of my LORD and it was just for me at that moment. And the day I first read the verse about the trees clapping their hands, I actually got up out of my chair to figure out what the noise was outside. It was the leaves blowing in the breeze. It sounded like rain but wasn't. Too cool! Praise you LORD. I am always amazed by You.

As I was reading the verses and thinking them through I became captured by the thought of being new and how God picks us up and makes us shine like the stars. I wrote a poem. Here goes:

Diamonds

Like diamonds
formed under great pressure,
we are rescued
from our dark cave.

Gently plucked
from black corners,
we are cut,
and rubbed,
and polished by our Maker.

With no light of our own,
for in the dark
we cannot sparkle,
we only reflect -
the Light of the world,
the Light of our Savior -
Jesus Christ.

It is for Him and
because of Him
we shine!

Boy, I needed some God time on Friday. Thank you LORD for obliging.

Now, if I could get something done on Spring Break - one project- and not feel overwhelmed by all the things that need to be done, I'll be okay. I'm a dreamer, not always a doer. I want it done but don't always get it done. Oh, how I envy those folks who can get it done and still have time left over. How in the world do they do it? Sigh . . . .