I love the way the morning sunlight shines on the tree in my front yard, illuminating its leaves in a sunny green glow. I also love the addition of the hanging basket found on the steps of my side porch. I do not know where it came from. It is a mystery.
Truly. It is lovely. I will enjoy it while it is here.
These flowers are a bright addition to the morning view, as they also glow in the sunlight. It makes returning from the dog walk an extra treat.
They speak to me of goodness and beauty in the midst of the hard. That vision was beginning to slip away. My ability to see redemption in the strange places, small spaces was waning.
These flowers are one of many things that converged this week to offer hope.
Sometimes it’s hard to hold on. In those moments I will look out and remind myself to just be like the flowers and rest in the container. I do not have to work so hard at hanging on and holding everything together. I can just be and bloom.
I am glad that I sat down to write today. If you have time and are so inclined, actually check out the links. As they came to mind and I added them, the act of reading truth and seeing God’s faithfulness recorded in the archives of the blog offered encouragement to my soul.
Maybe you will be encouraged, as well.