Behold the Lilies of the Field

We have been anxiously awaiting the arrival of Spring.  

Phlox

Bradford Pear

Japonica

Wild Plum

Dandelion

Fruitless Plum Buds

Buttercup and Bee

Pine

Forsynthia

These early blooms remind me of God’s provisional care for us.

And why are you anxious about clothing?

Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow:

they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, 

even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.  

But if God so clothes the grass of the field,

which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven,

will he not much more clothe you, 

O you of little faith? (Matthew 6:28-30, ESV)

How does God speak to you through His creation?  Leave a comment.

All photographs were taken by Robert Lee Foster.

I Read the Entire Bible in a Year! (Well, Almost…)

Last year, I made it a goal to read through the Bible in a year.  I started well and began with due diligence, taking several steps to make a successful attempt.

• I asked a couple of friends to hold me accountable.
• I made a plan to read a little each day (other plans).
• I kept accurate records.

Photo taken by Robert Lee Foster.

And all of these plans went very well until school was out in May.  During the Summer, I abandoned  my plans and did not check in with my partners.  While I did consistently read my Bible all Summer, I wasn’t staying with my plan and would often miss several days in a row.  I tried

“That was Mighty Neighborly of You”

Many years ago I preached my Grandpa Foster’s funeral.  While it was a very difficult thing to do, I was blessed.  The order of service for the funeral was unusual.  It read, “Services for Robert Lee Foster … Service performed by Robert Lee Foster.”

Round Mound Cemetary near Belknap, KS. Foster Family Photo.

Your Mission Should You Choose to Accept It

Looking forward to talking with Young Men today about being on mission. Acts 3:1-10 will be our focus. #whiteoak

— Robert Lee Foster (@RobertLeeFoster) February 10, 2013

Ice Cold Faith

Getting burned is a very scary thing to me.  I was severly burned in college, severly enough that the wounds took a couple of months to heal.  I still have the scars and one small keloid.  My heart still races thinking about it and the accident happened in 1986.  Since then I have to work hard to control my emotions if I think somebody might get burned.

photo from http://www.imageafter.com

One of the things that I freak out over the quickest is when one of the kids is burned.  It happened again last August.  Stupid glue guns!  She is ok now but a small spot of discolored skin remains.