Listening for Jesus

They were hiding from me! Beautiful tulips growing up between the daffodils. I was so busy looking. But not at the tulips coming up. The yellow daffodils had my attention. And now the daffodils have faded and it is the season for the sweet, pink tulips.

Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.  Song of Songs 2:12 NIV






I'm praying to see what Jesus wants me to see. I don't want to be distracted by the obvious or the things screaming for my attention. I think His words are quiet and soft, more like the sweet whispers of the tulips.



In case we haven't connected for a few days I want to share this with you. Several days ago I blogged about my awesome opp to write tween devos for Zonderkidz. You can read about it here. I'm hoping that you will pray with me about the devos. You can sign up to be a prayer partner on the right. I won't share you contact info. Promise.


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I'm praying to see what Jesus wants me to see.   Tweet this!

Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.  Song of Song 2:12 NIV   Tweet this!

I think Jesus' words are quiet and soft, more like the sweet whispers of the tulips.   Tweet this!

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copyright (c) 2013 Carol McAdams Moore

Early Morning Writer

This will be a busy day as we prepare for our family Easter dinner. But before the cooking and baking begins, I just had to take a few minutes to sit and write to you.

I am one of those early morning writers, but I have not always been like that. When I was growing up and had my share of worries and disappointments, I remember my mom suggesting that I go on to bed and get some rest. She would encourage me by saying that everything would look different in the morning.


As you can see, not everyone in my house shares my love of early morning. Sometimes our little cat, Luna, is asleep in the chair when I walk into my office to start writing. I thought that cats were supposed to be nocturnal, but she always blinks her eyes and looks at me as if a little more sleep would be nice. Or sometimes she doesn't even let me disturb her rest.

Now I must admit that my favorite part of the day is early, early morning. And my mom was right. Things do look different in then. Early morning is such a perfect time to write. . . before the needs of the day start to crowd in for attention. It is such a sweet time to pray and read the Bible.





What about you? When is your favorite time to be alone with God?



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I am one of those early morning writers, but I have not always been like that.   Tweet this!

Early morning is such a sweet time to pray and read the Bible.   Tweet this!

What about you? When do you take time to be alone with God?  Tweet this!

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copyright (c) 2013  Carol McAdams Moore