My Spring Sunday



My front door hanger--welcome Spring!

Ahhh, the first day of spring! What a gorgeous day--nice and sunny, cool, but comfortable.



Went to worship at church with the family this morning. A wonderful and timely message our pastor preached on raising our sons in a godly way. Shaping them and tending to them like young, tender plants, that they may grow up strong in their manhood and in the way of the Lord (Psalm 144:9-12). This was part 5 of a series called "The Stewardship of Parenting." An excellent word from the Lord.



Came home and spent the rest of the day with the family, a little school work, light cleaning, watching basketball (yes, I filled out brackets just for fun!), dinner making--which by the way was super yummy! Oven-barbecue ribs, cabbage and baby carrots with rice--mmmm-mmmm.

This weekend, Husband and I worked in the yard, planting a little greenery here and there. We planted the last of the shrubs this afternoon.





Husband planted this Japanese maple.

Soon it will have pretty dark red leaves.

The girls named "her" Sammy Rose

(which was a compromise between

Rosebud and Sam--LOL!)



Holly trees we planted to help soak up standing water.

Between our house and the neighbors' is like a marsh.

We planted 10 shrubs out back. Husband strategically placed

these sticks behind the bushes to discourage one of our miniature Schnauzers

 from running along the fence and destroying the bushes.

(I have a love-hate relationship with that dog.

If it weren't for my daughter, he would belong to someone else!)

After dinner, we all went outside--bike riding, collard green and spinach planting (we shall see how this goes!), kids playing in the yard. We came back inside, washed the kids up for a little ice cream treat before bed.

Thank God for a beautiful day. Thank God for the seasons, how they change, how it allows me to focus on different areas of life. Thank God for how all the new blooms remind me of the new life I have in Jesus. Thank God for spring.

On either side of my front door, my darling daffodils. . .

. . .with a few tulips in the middle.

They haven't bloomed yet, but they will be red.

Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.

See, I am doing a new thing!

Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?

I am making a way in the wilderness

and streams in the wasteland.

-Isaiah 43:18-19

*Thanks to my friend, Gertha, who blogs at

God... it's me, Gertha!!,

for such a timely memory verse.*