Often times I give and get butterfly kisses. Butterfly kisses= the eyelashes of one lightly fluttering on another's cheek. Whether it be daddy or your significant other, it is an innocent and memorable experience that captures the moment and expresses the pure love for another human-being.
My favorite butterfly kisses are from God.
He reaches down with His eyelashes, His face shining upon me in all of His glory, and blows a gentle breeze to tickle my cheeks. The wind is the Creator's kisses. And I think God is the best kisser in the world.
Butterfly Kisses
Bob Carlisle
"There's two things I know for sure:
She was sent here from heaven and she's
daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and
I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her
hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
In all that I've done wrong I know I must
have done something right to deserve a hug
every morning and butterfly kisses at night.
Sweet 16 today
She's looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.
But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking
little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you
don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."
With all that I've done wrong I must have done
something right to deserve her love every morning
and butterfly kisses at night.
All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly.
She'll change her name today.
She'll make a promise and I'll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I'm thinking and I said "I'm not
sure-I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."
She leaned over...gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it's just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don't cry!"
Oh, with all that I've done wrong I must have
done something right.
To deserve your love every morning and butterfly
kisses-I couldn't ask God for more, man this is what love is.
I know I gotta let her go, but I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses. "
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Music Video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgZftrobqlg
Have you ever noticed two traintracks that cross paths and combine into one track? It is a weird sight to behold. If you are walking along the track looking down at the intersection, it is hard to tell which track is which. They merge from two individual sets of rails into one straight and narrow path. As you step back you can tell from which direction each track has come from. As you look ahead you can see where both are equally going together in unison. As you look down you can see the combination of the two into one.
Marriage is much like two merging traintracks.
Two people have come from different places. They have traveled different paths. They are completely and utterly distiguishable. But as you look at the present you can see the lives merging into one. This one body makes it difficult to distinguish between each individual. But as you look on you can see the unity, they travel on the same path, and they bond together in the future.
Genesis 2:24
Sitting in the graveyard, mourning over lost loved ones...
Being still, quiet, and completely surround but alone...
As a tear was lingering on the lashes, glittering in the moonlight...
A soft violin of a song was being played.
It was calming and pleasing to the soul like a warm cup of hot chocolate on a cold winter's day.
It was cheering and uplifting like a morning's run in the height of Autumn.
It was chilling and respectfully eerie like a jump into the ocean when the sun's beating down in May.
It was a cricket. One solely song chirping in the cool summer night.
It was humming to calm and please.
It was singing to cheer and uplift.
It was calling out to chill and respect.
It was sent from God, to join the rest...
Then after a minute or so of this beautiful song I opened my ears to the rest of the world. There were hundreds...
THOUSANDS
of crickets singing in harmony with one another.
They were singing over us like the angels up in Heaven. An orchestra sent from God.
Zepheniah 3:17 (NIV E+)
"The Lord your God is with you,
he is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
he will quiet you with his love,
HE WILL REJOICE OVER YOU WITH SINGING."
As we were sitting on the porch last night, I looked up to the darkness of the skies. Like others, stargazing is a favorite past time of mine... To see all the twinkling lights millions of miles away, to watch the heavens glitter like a Christmas tree, brings a twinkle to my own little eye. Throughout the blackness there are these tiny dots that sing out songs of joy and fill the night's stillness with sweet melody. It is always a wonder to behold-if only I can see it, that is...
But last night, there was a street lamp in my way.
Have you ever noticed that if a light is shining brightly into your eyes-you cannot see past it? It blocks your view from what lies behind. Well, this streetlight was in my way from beholding the glories of the heavens-the twinkling lights beyond the unknown realms above.
It was as the world is to Chrisitanity.
We are trying to look beyond this world and see to Heaven...but yet there is that streetlamp in the way.
"Therefore if you have been raised up with Christ, keep seeking the things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your mind on the things above, not on the things that are on earth. For you have died and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is our life, is revealed, then you also will be revealed with Him in glory."
Colossians 3:1-4 (NASB)
