“My Miracle of Spring, Part II” by Dianne H. Timmering

Then the LORD said to Moses, “I will rain down bread from heaven for you. The people are to go out each day and gather enough for that day. In this way I will test them and see whether they will follow my instructions. Exodus 16:4

Team: I wanted you to see this follow-up from the Miracle of Spring Daily D sent earlier this month. Your prayers and tenderness and power of hope in healing goes beyond our four walls. You are a revolution for the impossible because He can do all things.

Let us take a moment today to pray for Shaun Kern, a man in need of a cure for that which the world has deemed inoperable, incurable. May God show the cure to the doctors who surround him. May God bless all of you this day with the miracle hope of a long dead dream, where old promises have weakened and endurance has shut down, where the cells of fatigue are all that remain. Believe today for resolution in a situation in which you have lost faith. Raise up your head and smile at the heavens because Manna comes.

May God bless this man and his family for this kind of impervious faith. Is this the faith of a mustard seed? We are souls praying–many voices, one community of hope, a moving mountain. If we all cry out is it a symphony of certainty for total healing? Are we his shield of protection? Because Shaun reaches out and touches the magnificence of Presence around him will he be instantly well? I believe, yes.

Love to all for the perfect weekend for it is possible. Luke 10:19; Psalm 91 always. Dianne

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On Apr 11, 2013, at 7:33 PM, Karen B. wrote:

Thought you would like to read what my neighbor wrote after reading your Miracle of Spring today.  Melanie’s husband Shaun is 43 and has an inoperable brain tumor, with 3 children under 8.  She keeps a journal on Caring Bridge for all family and friends and her strength and faith are truly an inspiration.  God’s timing is always perfect.  So glad I was able to share this with her today.

Many blessings,

Karen

From: Melanie K.
To: Karen B.

Subject: Re: My Miracle of Spring

Thank you for sharing this. As our friend and Sunday School teacher just checked on us today I said, “Praise God for sunshine, rain, & warmer weather! As I was in prayer for Shaun today a peace came over me as if God was telling me everything’s gonna be alright. I know God is going to allow Shaun to live because researchers are too close to finding a cure.”

You sending me this today is even more confirmation that HE is listening! What a great day!

Love,
Melanie

On Apr 11, 2013, at 2:44 PM, Karen B. wrote:

Wanted to share this.  From VP of Spirituality at Dave’s company

Behold, I make all things new. Revelation 21:5

The miracle of spring always astounds me. Just before it arrives, the world seems gloomy and the trees stretch lifeless into the sky as if hanging on the air for their only balance. The grass is dull and vague and angry, stomped by the weight of heavy cold.

And then the air begins to breathe and the grass freshens, the dew nourishing its frozen paleness. And we have life. The first bud. And then another. The flower blooms, and yellows and pinks begin to live in the wild again, and life arrives. But then life was already going on. Underground, in the air, in the hope of nature, the violin of rain, the cello of the storm, the flute of snow, the viola of the budding seed, which builds into this perfect crescendo of orchestrated love, its symphony entitled: My Miracle of Spring.

Maybe that is how some miracles occur, and some mountains are moved with the faith of a mustard seed, all things working out for the very best good. The law of nature is your miracle proof; it is coming, it must, you asked and it always does.

Love to all. Psalm 91.  Dianne

Dianne Timmering
Vice President of Spirituality

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“Behold, Spring’s Miracle” by Dianne H. Timmering

“Behold, I make all things new.” Revelations 21:5

The miracle of spring always astounds me. Just before it arrives, the world seems gloomy and the trees stretch lifeless into the sky as if hanging on the air for their only balance. The grass is dull and vague and angry, stomped by the weight of heavy cold.

And then the air begins to breathe and the grass freshens, the dew nourishing its frozen paleness. And we have life. The first bud. And then another. The flower blooms, and yellows and pinks begin to live in the wild again, and life arrives. But then life was already going on. Underground, in the air, in the hope of nature, the violin of rain, the cello of the storm, the flute of snow, the viola of the budding seed, which builds into this perfect crescendo of orchestrated love, its symphony entitled: My Miracle of Spring.

Maybe that is how some miracles occur, and some mountains are moved with the faith of a mustard seed, all things working out for the very best good. Your miracle, your own symphony of orchestrated moments. The law of nature is your miracle proof; it is coming, it must, you asked and it always does.

Love to all. Psalm 91. Dianne

Dianne Timmering, Vice President of Spirituality

“Answers” by Dianne H. Timmering

King David says to his son, Solomon when he takes over the throne of Judah and Israel: “I am about to go the way of all the earth,” he said. “So be strong . . . and observe what the Lord your God requires: Walk in obedience to him . . . as written in the Law of Moses. Do this so that you may prosper in all you do and wherever you go and that the Lord may keep his promise to me.” 1 Kings 2:1

Recently, I couldn’t hear God. Just couldn’t hear Him–in direction, guidance, solutions. I got busy, knowing His voice would eventually come to me. But I found I had to seek it to find Him. For He was there all the time. It was I who was distant. It was I who had settled into the business of the day and assumed His voice of discernment would come. But when it didn’t, I realized how powerful distance could be; how it could take me away from his beauty of magnificence. How He is there, but not to be assumed.

Seeking Him is where the answers are found not in the assumption of expectation. Assume nothing. Find Him. The answers are there in the nectar of His love. Always have been and always will be. Ask too, that helps. Ask and you will receive, He says.

And if the answer is to “wait”, it is still a good answer. Love to all. Dianne

Dianne H. Timmering
Vice President of Spirituality
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