"See, the smell of my son, is as the smell of a field the Lord has blessed! May God give you the dew of heaven and of the fatness of the earth and plenty of grain and wine. Let peoples serve you, and nations bow down to you. Be lord over your brothers, and may your mother's son bow down to you. Cursed be everyone who curses you, and blessed be everyone who blesses you!"
Can't you just imagine what Jacob's heart must have felt? I can... it runs deep.
Great power lies in this story and the Story Teller.
My very soul has been touched by these beautiful lyrics. I long to have such songs of power and favor sung over me.
Today, we had the gift of morning visitors. A man that longs to leave his mark brought story- alive to the next generation. The growing always hungry for more of story's song.... wanting to feel they're worth the endowment.
space and time had to be made to share his story-wild.
A good singer always invites one into their story by offering all their passion...
as the song is shared joy is experienced... the learning sings laughter with the learned.
We all want rich story- words sung over us and into our very lives... we are hungry to receive words of favor from the Greater. It shapes us. It nourishes the roots of the becoming...
and joy blooms.
It plants seeds of life in us... beautiful, costly seeds... seeds of risk and seeds of choosing... and those are the seeds of...
Legacy's song!
Celebrating this song in my home today as I long for favor like Jacob's. It is right for us to remember that great and beautiful things grow from the tiniest of seeds.
Singing a verse of legacy's song that celebrates favor in small beginnings.
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