Keep Psalm Part 4

vs. 6  Not done with the scary stuff…and that’s the way it comes…waves of trials and turmoil; testings and troubles, wearing me down…ABBA FATHER!!!

This pestilence can walk, and sees in the darkness and is bent on my destruction – again in broad daylight (when I think I’m safe.) This is just a more specific and vivid description of the ugly villian You’ve conquered for me already in vs. 3!  I’ve nothing to fear – I’m abiding!  Help me to always be sensative to You and stay close.

vs. 7  Even Your rescue is scary, God.  I know You mean to assure me of my safety, that I will continue to stand even as ten thousand fall at my one side & ten thousand fall again on my other side (the wearisome, multiple attacks of satan), somehow, Lord, I don’t want to see this…I do fear this day…I trust You, and I am certain of my safety with You, but this scene is too awful.

I also know your judgement will come…I think of America…I think of those who reject Christ, and even the remorse of Christians, perhaps, who refused to abide with you.

I pray for these tens of thousands of fallen.  Help us to win them that still can be won.2014-04-09 16.06.39

Mother’s Day

from my mother's garden
from my mother’s garden
gift from a friend
gift from a friend
Mother's Day from my son
Mother’s Day from my son

I think of lilacs.

I have lilacs in my garden that came from my mother’s garden.  They lined the back border of  my mother’s yard, where I spent my favorite outside times, swinging up into those fragrant, lavender tresses as a child.

This year, I was especially surprised by a lilac that was given to me by a dear lady who gave me  a particularly beautiful, large flowered, lilac with a strong, heady aroma.  She was a mom for me through hardness of loosing several family members.  The special surprise was the blossoms this year-the first I have gotten-on my own bush since this dear lady has gone to be with the lord herself.

The best part, though, is the lilac that I have desired to own; the small leaved and demure flowered “Miss Kim” Korean lilac.  Don’t let it’s polite graces fool you-she has loads of sweet fragrance to match her sweet disposition.  Growing to 6-8 feet and liking a sunny spot, Miss Kim is a keeper, and that’s just what I’m going to do with the one my son gave ME for Mother’s Day! (Now I just have to get him to plant it.)

The Birds have Come to My Garden

The day before yesterday I was awakened while it was still very dark out by the familiar warbling song of my friend, the house wren.  He is a tiny, energetic, promiscuous bird with great lungs.  One of the few birds that will nest in a hanging birdhouse.  I was blessed with a ceramic one hanging here when I moved in.  We have had wrens every year that fill the garden with warbling song from morning till night.

Yesterday afternoon I heard a ruckus in the yard and  found several catbirds racing to and fro, playing tag and chase.  Two seem to be a pair and I expect to have a nest in my American cranberry bush viburnum again this year, which makes me very happy.  This large, tall shrub grows up and against my sunroom , allowing me front row seating to the musical performance catbirds can produce.  They are mimickers, and can copy other birds, or just sounds in general.  They are most famous for the wheezy call sounding like a cat, hence their name, but they do sing lots of different2014-05-01 07.44.45, pretty songs.