A long and restful weekend

Good Monday Morning:
There is nothing like heat to make one rest. We keep seeking shelter from the heat and rays of the sun. I can remember when I would lie out in the sun for hours working on the tan that never came. I would blister and peel...after a full summer in the sun, my body was a little browner however, my face was still white and slightly more freckled than before my quest for the ultra tan had begun. Thank God! those days of mindless torture are over for me. I now hide from the sun in the most remote places I can find. It seems that the sun is a bit hotter now than it used to be too. I think I am just more sensitive to the heat now that I have some sense.
This last weekend, was a real doozie...heat and all. However, I spent my mornings while it was cool in the (you guessed it) gazebo with Sybil and Art sipping coffee and enjoying the flowers that God has blessed us with. When my mother was alive she tried year after year to grow Moon Flowers. She never saw a bloom. The vine was always green and lush but devoid of any of those large round white flowers that bloom in the moons rays...It was the night she went home to Heaven that daddy in his grief took a stroll around the pool in the back yard...he came racing in and told me that the moon flower was blooming. All those years of toil and waiting only to be disappointed year after year...finally...when she was no longer here to see it, it bloomed. I told daddy that I thought it was a sign from Mama that she was happy at last. The vine died shortly thereafter. Just this spring, when Art and I were nosing around the nursery trying to decide what to attempt to grow in the yard, Art came forth with a package of Moon Flower seeds. I told him the story again and he shared with me that it was time to replant. So, we did.
All spring I kept finding Moon Flower seeds in all the packages I bought. We have planted so many that we can't even recognize what we have planted....they all look like Moon Flower plants...Green vines everywhere...all well manicured though. Well the other day in one of my morning coffee jags in the gazebo, I saw this tiny green vine peeping over the fence and under the gazebo roofline coming into the gazebo itself. When Art saw it he investigated its root location and found it to be a MOON FLOWER vine. The following morning, he came in and hollared for me to come out and see... in the still misty marine layered air not quite lighted by the suns creeping over the horizon, there it was in all of its glory...THE MOON FLOWER HAD BLOOMED. Needless to say, we didn't take a picture and that will be the only bloom we get this year. But oh my, what a delight it was to see. I kind of thought maybe Mama was smiling down on me for just a wee moment. (sigh) ... Now if I could just find some way to get rid of the pesky ants...:)

The weekend was crammed with teaching and bible studies and glorifying the Lord. What a wonderful time...yet I also had time for plenty of rest. God is good and His mercy endures forever!

AMEN!