Thursday, 28 March 2013

Nails driven

As surely as the dawn will come
it was for me he died
my hands drove in the nails
my selfishness, my pride.
And though my heart is black with sin
the morning light breaks through
and hope has been reborn
for mercy comes anew
as surely as the dawn


As Easter approaches I am reflecting on those nails driven into His hands for me. Because of my sin He went to the cross, because of my failures He died that I might have life. Wow! Mercy and grace wrapped in a parcel and given to me. How easy it is to lose sight of this in the business of life. Please take time to reflect over this weekend. His life given for yours - no greater love. 

Today beautiful flowers. I have missed doing flowers over lent and I am glad to be back doing them today. It is such a peaceful thing to do - in the beauty of the church often in total silence. Then a weekend with my girlie and her boy, a day celebrating my nieces birthday on Sunday and lots of lovely food. Tonight I am cooking a duck for the first time - hoping it goes well.  Happy Holidays to all my school friends.

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