I am constantly bowled over by the loveliness of creation. It cannot be captured or adequately describe, but rather must be experienced first hand.

I am brought up short by it, and my heart begins to ache with longing for the Lord.

The violets are blooming. Today I need to take the time to pick them so that I can inhale their heavenly scent throughout the night, throughout the darkness, and remember what is to come.

Lord, today I thank you for the reminders you have provided for us, living promises of your goodness and glory.

“For He satisfies the longing soul,
And fills the hungry soul with goodness.“ ~Psalm 107:9