Glacier National Park – #FOTD

It would take months or years for me to accomplish a flower garden that compared to the flowers that grow wild and free in Glacier National Park. God’s natural handiwork is evident. Here are just a few pictures. Images © Beth Mims 2019 Today if you are in a valley, remember that Jesus is the…

A Perfect Day

If I had more words and better words, you would see the crystal waters bouncing over rocks and boulders, winking at the sun, invigorating the air with their passing. If I had more words and better words, you would inhale the pungent evergreen fragrance permeating senses, teasing memories captured in the freshness of cool air….

The Story in the Mirror

I looked in the mirror this morning and saw bulges that didn’t exist in my youth. I choose to see that my heart bulges with love that far surpasses the dimensions of my waistline. I saw wrinkles that crisscross my face like ski slopes down a mountainside. I choose to see these as remnants of…

Encouraging the Hiker

The hike seemed doable, even easy. Two miles to the waterfall and two miles back. I walk a lot, so no problem…. We didn’t take into consideration the heat of the day – who knew Canada got that hot – or the intensity of the incline – whoa! So, my husband and I started out,…

Enough

If Christ no longer gives to me,If no new blessing I can see,then I have given enough.If in the world no lost soul dies,no child in desperation cries,no troubled heart in sorrow lies,then I have done enough.But each day Jesus loves me moreand blessings flow from Christ my Lord – there still is much to…

There Will Come A Day

There will come a daywhen the trials of this life will all be gone.The morning of eternity will dawn clear and fair.There will come a daywhen all tears of sadness will be wiped away.The loveliness of laughter will replaceevery care.There will come a daywhen His dear face will fill my sight with praise.The skies will…

Flower of the Day – #FTOD

Working with flowers always reminds me of my mom. She relished her garden and yard, and conversations with her sisters or friends usually resulted in a seed or clipping exchange. Mom never said thank you for a clipping, reminding the giver that doing so would ensure the death of the plant. They would laugh and…

Worth the Wait

At one point I thought the bulb was a dud. And I almost planted another plant in the pot. But I kept watering and watching and fertilizing and tending and waiting. The waiting part was hard. The plant grew so tall that I had to put it in a bigger pot and stake it, and…