It’s spring but there has been a breath of summer here. The warm air colliding with the cold and and afternoon storm, the roses and azaleas still bloom, the resilient kind that can take our heat. I have lost so many flowers to it, and lilies to ants one year, believe it or not, some of pansies made it, but they don’t last long.
I have not been able to plant flowers or have the kind of garden, I envisioned, at least not yet. I do have bench and I sometimes see the hummingbirds that come in May, the butterflies are back, I the robins are back, a pair of parents are building a nest, a cardinal pops his read head up the front lawn, I once watched the babies hatch and fly away at eight days old, little brown fluffs not even red yet, or perhaps, they were all girls. And there are always sparrows.
What a wonderful God we serve, who could call into being such amazing things as a blue sky, green grass, flowers, lakes and streams. He created Eden as a copy of the garden in heaven, I believe it was the flood that divided the continents, and wouldn’t it be nice if He pushed them all back together in the future, the new heaven and earth, and His peace reigning with Jesus.
God breathes life into souls, gives them dreams He dreams from His heart as they and serve Him. He breathes peace, love is joy in His presence there is fullness of joy, forever. He breathes inspiration and art, the words we write as believers, seeking Him with whole hearts.
He paints masterpieces, and they are His children, wet with a baptism of mist, sprinkled with desires to know Him, He breathes on them firing them dry like a kiln, breathing on them His peace, His rest, He gives them His full attention. They are always present in His heart and His mind, He see them cold, tired, hungry or frightened and breathes love to them. He sees then healthy, happy and joyful and breathes His holy laughter on them. He holds the eternal breath of those who believe.
He sees them weak and breathes strength to them, for Jesus has told Him to love us just as He was, and when we are weak He is strong. He sees the sick and ill and breathes healing to them, His Son took it on the cross. He sees every need, every shed tear, He puts in bottle, and how wonderful if He breathes on them as well.
He is Spirit, He is truth, He is life and love everlasting, His name too sacred to speak in ancient times, is now in the mouths of His children, Yahweh. He is God the Father, Jesus, God the Son and the God, the Holy Spirit, moving in and among us in power and peace, He breathes in us and with us and for us if necessary, I have seen and felt Him do it.
God breathes masterpieces of all sorts, shapes and colors, like His creatures and creation. All who have believed in the sacrifice of His Son, and makes Him Lord, He breathes His Spirit on, and He will give you more and more of His love and Spirit as, like the rose, you grow past and stem from the thorns of life.
Ask Him to breath to breath salvation, if you don’t know Him as Lord, healing you are not well, to breath as speak His love and peace to you, He will breathe a fresh grace to you if that is what He see you need or a fresh fire on you, personal anointing or ministry. Let God paint you, and breathe upon you His masterpiece today.
Let every thing that hath breath praise the LORD. Praise ye the LORD Psalm 150:6
All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work. 2 Timothy 3:16,17
For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things He planned for us long ago. Ephesians 2:10
and what follow a few verses later, He, Himself is our peace. In 2:14. Yes, God breathes masterpieces.