Feel the Son

img_21842 Samuel 23:4  And He shall be as the light of the morning, when the sun riseth, even a morning without clouds; as the tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain.

One thing I love about living in Florida is the sun. I love the warmth of it kissing my skin, especially after I’ve been in a room blowing out the much needed AC and chilling my bones. Sometimes our days feel chilled. Chilled by the storms of life. Chilled by our disappointments. Chilled with discouragement. It’s then that my soul reaches to the Son like a flower turning its petals towards the Light of the World.

And so as I am touched by His Son light, I want to share His sun rays that land on my soul.

My goal in sharing this blog is to bring to my readers tidbits of spiritual inspiration. The wheel behind my inspiration are my 3 daughters. As a mom of teenage girls in a technology driven world, I wanted to be able to share the Word with them daily. I have been doing this for a number of years through texting them a scripture each morning. The Word connects us. It keeps our relationships strong even though we’re far apart. And through the 1,000 miles apart, one daughter of mine lives, I feel the connection of our souls through this simple step of sharing His Word each day. And in so doing it has refreshed my soul many a morning as I seek to shine Son rays on my children’s life.

May you too, my friend, find your soul reaching towards the Son light as tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain, as I strive to have you feel the kiss of Son shine upon your skin.


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