I wandered as a cloud,
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at one I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Oh, my stars~ I don't want to complain but I am so ready to see these sweet little daffodils. They are a forerunner of what's to come here in Missouri. Sometimes they bloom in the midst of snow. They most always bloom in March. I am anxiously awaiting their arrival this year. My grandmother called them Buttercups. What do you call them?
Yellow is my favorite color of all the colors. It reminds me of sunshine and makes me happy. I love all flowers but yellow anything is my favorite.
My Boston and I planted these yellow flowers for his momma a couple years ago. Flowers have a way of making me smile. They remind me of the amazing Creator of the Universe. They cheer me up~ they just make life beautiful. I love to watch them bloom.
These flowers I bought at a greenhouse owned by a sweet Amish lady.
They were new last year ~ they are called Lemon Slices.
I am hoping to find them again this year.
Wouldn't it be great if someone could just nourish our souls like I nourish my flowers? When we are feeling a little wilted in life ~ it would be like magic to have someone water us, feed us and place us in the sunshine so we could bloom. Just nourish us until we glowed again.
When life gets a little gloomy we want others to nourish us ~ we tend to wilt and dry up in our faith just like the flowers do when they are neglected. Sometimes others are just as wilted themselves. Our Heavenly Father~ the Creator of this Universe is not only our Redeemer but He is the Restorer.
Here is a little sunshine for your soul~ a little nourishment for your wilted self.
I could use a little myself today~
Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
The Lord upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down.
Thou, which hast shewed me great and sore troubles, shalt quicken me again, and shalt bring me up again from the depths of the earth.
28 Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding.
29 He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall:
31 But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Now isn't that better?
Cheer up Buttercup!