Regina The branches are stretching toward the sun. The leaves drink in the warmth. Soaking in the light preparing to array themselves with such warm brilliant colors that we lose our breath every year beholding the wonder.
The Lord makes everything beautiful in its time. Ecclesiastes
The curly haired princess with eyes blue as ice, a gem, seems to grow deeper into beauty as the sun runs its course. The life of a saint is like that I think.
But we all with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord are being changed into the same image, from one degree of glory to another, just as from the Lord the Spirit. 2 Corinthians
We are changing. As we look long into the Word of God, as its life seeps into ours, the heart transforms.
If it is true (and it is) that as water reflects a face so a man’s heart reflects the man. Then may our hearts reflect the Son that He may shine in our lives as brilliantly as the sun’s light fills up the earth. May the warmth of His presence then spill over into the lives of others that some may be transferred from the domain of darkness to the kingdom of His Beloved Son…
When the end of all things dawns, may we be found beautiful having spent our days lingering with the Son. The Lord makes everything beautiful in its time.
