Cloudless, saphire skies. Cascading bird songs dancing on the air. Windows flung wide open, welcoming fragrant breezes. Children laughing in front yards. Spring.
Something about spring in Florida makes me want to twirl in a gauzy white skirt, arms lifted to the heaven.
Even our pine trees get into the act, flaunting mini crosses on their branch tips—just before Easter. As I stroll past, these wondrous crosses wave in a gentle wind, heralding the truth, proclaiming “He is risen!”
And joy floods my soul. Psalm 19:1 is happening right before my eyes: " The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows and proclaims His handiwork."
It’s what we all need , whether we recognize it or not - a glorious breeze from heaven to stir our souls.
And the cross.
P.S. I simply have to thank Lysa TerKeurst, along with the other judges and the fine folks at DaySpring for their incredible, generous gift. They awarded me a full scholarship to the She Speaks conference. I did not expect to win the scholarship contest. In fact, I didn't even realize they'd chosen a winner (or in this case, 3!) when I visited her blog on Friday. I nearly dropped my laptop in the ensuing hysteria, and spent the rest of the day alternately crying and laughing.
I'd also like to publicly thank God for His goodness - for granting me courage to share a small portion of my story and allowing me to be a trophy of His grace. He alone is able to redeem an ugly and shameful past, and transform it into unimaginable beauty. He can do the same for you.