There’s a theme that’s been heavy on my heart over the past two weeks. I don’t quite even have the words to express it to you all, but I want to try today. If you read Monday’s post, you may remember that I mentioned it there. Today I’d like to expand that thought.
My family, friends, and I went to the Yellow Daisy festival this weekend at Stone Mountain Park, and then did a sunset hike up the mountain afterwords. Along the way, we found some of the yellow daisies for which the festival was named.
This one in particular captured my attention and I took a picture of it—because there was just one flourishing among the dead.
It reminded me of the valley of dry bones in Ezekiel 37:
I’ve been loosely following the Lusko family since the unexpected death of their daughter Lenya five years ago, and ever since I heard about the release of Through the Eyes of a Lion, I knew I wanted to read it. I got myself the audio version (that is read by the author Levi Lusko himself) over Christmas and just started listening to it as I packed for vacation last week. It had me captivated from the foreword straight through the end of the book; I finished listening to it in one day. I sobbed, I laughed out loud, I had at least a dozen WOW moments, I paused it to write down notes…I was all over the spectrum emotionally. The story gripped me and the writing was superb. I felt all the emotions right alongside the author as he read. I went on my Instagram stories and recommended it to everyone I knew, just as I aim to do here.
Billy Graham passed away yesterday and so instead of a “normal” blog post of a review or devotional, I just wanted to take a moment to honor him. I want to say thank you, Billy Graham, for all the work you did to expand the kingdom of God and bring it to earth. Because of you, at least one if not more of my grandparents are/will be in heaven. Because of you, God entered my family tree and my family is my spiritual family also. Thank you for that priceless gift that was ultimately from God but which by your words, my family accepted. My life, generations later, would not be the same were it not for your faithful service to God. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I look forward to meeting you one day when I get to Heaven.