I took the photo of those tulips last year; this year they are just now coming up and I can’t wait to see their colors again. Probably another week yet.
Hello Mia, I was thinking of you today as I drove the car looking at the wonderful spring weather we are having and wonder what the season was like for you there? I love how you always bring along our Pappa into our conversations. You remind me He is right here with both of us, loving and protecting us. Your words always lift me up! thank you
Lynn Moshersays
Love that quote! And I l-o-v-e tulips! So pretty! Spring blessings to you, sweetie! 😀
Miasays
Hi Jean Yes, the world has toe go through a winter season to produce this beauty. Our Pappa uses this to teach us the lesson that suffering (seen through our eyes), is a gift of love to produce the beatiful flowers os His Spirit in our hearts! I have truly come to believe my suffering as a gift of love from His hand. Bless your dear heart, friend Mia
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I took the photo of those tulips last year; this year they are just now coming up and I can’t wait to see their colors again. Probably another week yet.
Hello Mia, I was thinking of you today as I drove the car looking at the wonderful spring weather we are having and wonder what the season was like for you there? I love how you always bring along our Pappa into our conversations. You remind me He is right here with both of us, loving and protecting us. Your words always lift me up! thank you
Love that quote! And I l-o-v-e tulips! So pretty! Spring blessings to you, sweetie! 😀
Hi Jean
Yes, the world has toe go through a winter season to produce this beauty. Our Pappa uses this to teach us the lesson that suffering (seen through our eyes), is a gift of love to produce the beatiful flowers os His Spirit in our hearts! I have truly come to believe my suffering as a gift of love from His hand.
Bless your dear heart, friend
Mia