Sowing

Situations come. And sometimes they bring out the absolute worst in me. Like the lemon squeezer, or the winepress. What's inside eventually permeates my exterior and becomes all too apparent to the outside world.




Why? Where is all this bitter, spiteful, sour stuff coming from?



I heard the answer this morning.



He (or she) who sows to the flesh, reaps corruption. Yes, that's it. All the junk that's oozing from my mind and mouth is just that: corrupt.




The answer, so clear and simple. Sow to the Spirit, and reap life and peace.




Newly armed with seed-bag over my shoulder--all Johnny-Appleseed feeling--I engage my day. Mine is only to reach into the word and sprinkle as I go.

In the world you will have tribulation...

(that which constricts or rubs together, especially internal pressure)

But be of good cheer!

(bolstered within which supports unflinching courage – literally, to radiate warm confidence--exude "social boldness"--become warm-hearted)

Because we have been given His peace

(one, quietness, rest, wholeness--as in when all essential parts are joined together; God's gift of wholeness)

The overcomer resides in me, the hope of glory.

Eaglets

O.K., so I've been watching a pair of eagles painstakingly hatch out 3 eaglets online, along with around 100,000 other folks. I have saved the link to my favorites. Now that they've come out of their shells, I hope to watch until they fly off toward the horizon. The video comes from two cameras mounted 80 feet up a cottonwood tree overlooking farm complete with a babbling stream located in norhtern Iowa. It is probably the most fascinating event I've witnessed in a while. I'm not a reality TV fan, but this is different. Dancing with the Stars doesn't compare. God's amazing creation, being recreated right before our very eyes.