THE DAFFODIL’S TRUMPET
‘neath a slumbering red maple tree,
and he picks up his trumpet of finest pure gold
to announce the beginning of spring.
He’s early to wake from the long, bitter cold
and his yellow suit coat is a joy
which can heal the long worn out expressions of old,
and soothe the dark ages of yore.
He stands on a knoll that will carry the tune,
where the sun shines a-warm on the dew.
And he plays out a “Toot, Ala Toot-ti-ly Toot!
Wake up, trees and critters, all living things, you!”
His song wakens others and soon there are many
to proclaim the renewal of life.
Their horns call brightly! The woods, they are waking—
away with worries and strife!
The daffodil smiles in the light of our Lord
and declares our dependence on Him,
and reminds us of joy that only Christ gives
and life coming only from Him.
Lift up your heads, O you gates;
be lifted up, you ancient doors,
that the King of glory may come in.
Psalm 24:7
THE
DAFFODIL’S TRUMPET
Amazing grace. That is what comes to my mind.
THANK YOU, JESUS!
I trust this comes to you too.
So much depends on faith. Even faith like a mustard seed is better than no faith at all. By faith, the Holy Spirit dwells within us and guides us into all truth. The Holy Spirit, or Comforter, comforts us, reminds us and teaches us. With no faith, nothing happens. Pray to the Miracle Worker. God is able to perform miracles even now. He has not lost that ability nor will He ever.
The daffodils are not blooming yet here in Veery Glade, but the green shoots are above ground, which happens to be bare of snow. Hooray! I love snow, but not so much in April. Renewal returns. Birds are moving into the woodland realm and the sun shines bright. In the dead of winter, one may not have known the existence of spring. But with faith in the timing of seasons orchestrated by our loving Creator, we hoped it would occur as it did last spring. God teaches us that He’s got this. Jesus has this. We are in very excellent hands.
May we walk in humility aware of God’s goodness.
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