"Ruler of All Nature"

I woke up singing.

Before my mind and body could register that my eyelids were open, my spirit was singing.

      Beautiful Savior!   
       Lord of all nations!
         Son of God and Son of Man!

Over and over those two stanzas circled, an unending spin in the mind of this broken record.

I listened.

What is that song?

So, while the moon still hung in the sky, I sipped coffee and Googled what was playing in my head.

Fairest Lord Jesus. 

Then I remembered: This was the hymn we sang at church on Sunday. The sermon (in part) was on the mercy of God, who sends rain for our good and His glory. With the falling of rain, we reap the benefits of fruit.

I'm living in the middle of that promise.

Last week we had several rain showers, and this morning the fields and flowers of our little hill are filled with color.

Tiny purple blooms that brighten the morning.

The softest little Lambs Ear is peaking up through the brown leaves.

The Camellias in their full glory.

Although the Daffodils have seen their day (this is the last one in our yard)...

...the sweet peas are on their way.

This morning even the weeds were proudly glistening in rays of newly risen sun. 

Yes, I woke up singing and it gives me strength...

... bring on the rain. I'm working in the garden, but my heart and song is set on Him.

    Fairer are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands.
     Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
   Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
    Who makes the woeful heart to sing.


    All fairest beauty, heavenly and earthly,
     Wondrously, Jesus is found in Thee;
    None can be nearer, fairer or clearer,
      Than thou my Savior art to me.

    Beautiful Savior! Lord of all nations!
      Son of God and Son of Man!
    Glory and honor, praise, adoration,
      Now and forevermore be thine.