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ByAngie

His Favorite Song

In the past few weeks, my 8 month old daughter has decided she is determined to say “Daddy”. Not Da Da or Dad. Daddy. She yells it, whispers it, babbles it, and most of all… sings it.

During the same time, I’ve been singing a lot. For a few days I felt spiritually dry and I felt that was the only way I could get past it. I began to wonder, “Does he hear me? Is it enough?”

Later that afternoon my sweet husband, a wonderful father, walked in the room and said to our sweet baby, “Oh sweetheart! That’s my favorite song! Sing it some more! I love it when you sing that song.” Instantly I felt God speak to my heart. That is exactly how he feels when we sing! He’s so proud, happy, and blessed by our worship! While we may think we’re just babbling out lyrics and no one hears them, He does. And He LOVES it!

How often we forget it’s about Him and blessing Him. Not what it does for us.

Ever since that day, I’ve had a song on my heart that I’ve been singing repeatedly. I feel I should share it, because it sums up what I’m trying to get across perfectly. Enjoy!

When I Hear The Praises Start
Keith Green

My son, My son, why are you striving
You can’t add one thing to what’s been done for you
I did it all while I was dying
Rest in your faith, my peace will come to you

For when I hear the praises start
I want to rain upon you
Blessings that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are my child and you know me
To Me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done remains
Only what you do for Me

My child, My child, why are you weeping
You will not have to wait forever
That day and that hour is in My keeping
The day I’ll bring you into Heaven

For when I hear the praises start
My child, I want to rain upon you
Blessing that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are My child and you know me
To me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done remains
Only what you do in Me

My precious bride, the day is nearing
When I’ll take you in My arms and hold you
I know there are so many things that you’ve been hearing
But you just hold on to what I have told you

For when I hear the praises start
My bride, I want to rain upon you
Blessings that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are My child, and you know Me
To me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done will remain
Only what you do for me

 

ByDiania

The Rose…

By far the most popular flower God created. It’s  beauty represents love, and friendship and it’s message is clear just by it’s color. Give a red rose and you are sending your love, give a yellow rose and friendship is sent.

Today I dropped my Rose off at the airport, normally I say my good byes knowing we will see each other again in a few months. Holding the tears in today proved to be a little harder then usual, tho I was able to contain them until I drove away…

This time around I realized, or finally admitted just how much I miss having my Becky (My Rose) around. She has grown into a beautiful woman, both inside and out. She is her mommy’s best friend and at the same time she is a daddy’s girl. She holds nothing back. I watched with amazement as she set down next to her daddy and put her arms around him not caring that there was a living room full of people. It took me back to when she was younger, when she was home, and I had her all to my self.

She is the red rose I love, she is my yellow rose whose friendship I will forever hold close to my heart. There’s times I just see the little girl and then, there’s times like today when I have to let the woman my little girl has become fly away home. 34 years ago I never imagined the little pink bundle I  carried home from the hospital would be my best friend some day. She loves me in spite of my flaws, she has my smile, my heart and my love.

Every daughter should be a rose, picked especially for you by God. Every lil girl should be a daddy’s girl, free to sit down with daddy when ever and where ever she want’s. If your little girl needs a daddy hug or your husband just needs a daughter hug, I encourage you to help make that memory happen. After all Daddy isn’t going to be around forever.

So tell me, do you see a rose in your little girl? Are you watching her grow into a beautiful woman? Please don’t blink too long, don’t let the opportunity pass you by to see her bloom from a lil girl to a rose as red as your love is for her…

God blessed you, now enjoy your blessing. I promise you wont regret it. I know without a shadow of a doubt that I don’t….

Love,