More wonder and splendor?
Always and always.
And this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more… ~Philippians 1:9
Tiny pineapples with still small voices whisper to this very weary traveler.
Come on in. Rest. Let go.
Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us. ~Hebrews 12:1
We sit at the same table every week, a simple breakfast table that feels more like a royal banquet to me.
We come from a variety of backgrounds and beliefs. We gather to break bread.
Have you considered that phrase? It means to eat of course, but to me it also represents fellowship, one of the simplest and most effective ways to share love and kindness …to make peace.
Some of us are movie buffs and we can talk about that subject forever. As a matter of fact, I’ve named a couple of us after Hollywood stars.
Others enjoy exchanging books. I’m eagerly anticipating The Language of Flowers.
Some are experts at whimsy, pairing their vintage jewelry with polka-dotted nails.
Others travel high and low to join in as long as they can bring their indispensable fan.
Some of us enjoy fashion, others not as much. There are no comparisons, only celebrations.
We don’t use words (much less Scripture) as swords to cut each other down. We use them as serving towels, to soothe the heart and love one another.
Week after week we can count on the abundance of that banquet table. We call each other girls. I like to call them lifesavers.
A flower fell from heaven and landed on a cloud. It tasted of summer and all that is bright. I think it may have been a star.
I asked the sunflowers if they knew, “Could that flower be a star?”
“We’ll never tell,” they replied.
Stars are always laughing, and flowers know their secret.