I am sure you are wondering about the new name I gave my blog. I thought long and hard about what I wanted to call this place where I record the happenings of our lives and the things Father has done for us.
Confidence. Philippians 1:6 For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus. As I think on my life and look back at who I was vs. who I am becoming, I see how I am constantly being sanctified. It is an ongoing process that will continue until the day I am made whole by Him in Heaven. I am confident that whatever I may be going through is being used by God to glorify Himself, and that, my friends, makes every joy and trial I walk through worth it, because HE is worth it all. So, I can run through this life, head held high, confident that my obedience is leading me closer to Him.
Poppies. Last year, the girls and I read a book called In Flanders Fields. It is a poem written about the First World War and talks of the red poppies that grew over the graves of fallen soldiers and how the poppy became one of the world’s most recognized symbols of remembrance. For days, then months, I couldn’t get those red poppies out of my mind. I would see a poppy and remember. I would remember the lives lost for our freedoms. I would remember Chloe. I would remember the way the Lord has been faithful to us.
The poppy has become a symbol in my heart to remember. I have always been drawn to the papery thin, dainty flower, but now I just can’t help but to love it, so I knew somehow, some way, the poppy had to be a part of my blog name.
And there you have it. Confidence and Poppies. Remembering that Jesus is the King of kings and being confident in His ability to complete what He has started in my life.