Lord,
I’m sitting here in my backyard smelling the sweet scent of rain falling on freshly cut grass declaring the works of your hand. How mighty is your creation! To think of all that your voice created, I was the one you formed for your glory. How small, how humbling, how magnificent it feels to be chosen by you. I love you.
Sunday I took my young Sunday school class outside in the garden to have them name all the miracles God has made around us. Kids love it and we do it several times in summer to remind them HOW GREAT THOU ART
What a memorable SS class for those kids, Mom. Thanks for sharing.
There is nothing like the glorious smell of cut grass while sitting in yard pondering how blessed we are to look around and see Gods hand in everything. No better day then that Jaclyn
Also, there is nothing like a friend to teach me the importance of smelling cut grass. Never would I have thought that to be a “lesson” for a friend. YOU taught me this and so much more. xoxo
Yes and amen!!
XOXO, Jenn!