God put within each of us a taste for the eternal.
When the disappointments of this life overwhelm,
He reminds us that we were made for another world.
And it is this yearning – the gift of our discontent –
that keeps us looking up.
Rejoicing in the hope of heaven.
The promise of home.
For here we do not have an enduring city, but we are looking for the city that is to come.
…bring May flowers!
Doesn’t your heart just burst with praise when you see a garden bursting with flowers!
It’s just another glimpse of the glory of God. Another reminder that the One who made heaven and earth and you and me and the whole, wide world is with us.
Still splashing color onto what might otherwise be a dull and not-so-lovely landscape.
Still spilling grace into the once barren fields that covered our lives before the veil was lifted and our eyes began to see the clear truth.
And the clear truth is sometimes hard to see until after a good rain. After the dust of deception has been washed clean.
It comes in a moment of surrender. Like a vision.
And we hear in our hearts what the prophet Isaiah heard the angels calling out to one another.
“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty. The whole earth is full of His glory.” (Isaiah 6:3)