They looked like dead sticks.
dark limbs etched across the ever changing sky.
My eyes would often lift to them
as I walked in and out of my house.
And I would wonder
would Spring ever come?
The cold days of winter seemed to drag on and on.
Nothing seemed to change.
One day after another
and my eyes would look at those bare branches
remembering previous Springs when they would be covered with blossoms.
Purple plum trees. Beautiful in their glory
but all I saw was what looked like
Life became hard.
Strong winds blew
and I drew my daughters close
So much of life is waiting.
He works while we wait.
I held onto that Truth
and I watched those bare limbs.
Suddenly the temperatures rose.
Leaps and bounds.
Windows open, winter clothes thrown off.
Laughter and excitement.
and I looked up high at those branches and saw the tiny buds.
Small at first.
Very small but I knew that their was life
where it had appeared to be none.
Days went by
and last night I stepped outside and my heart almost burst with excitement.
Blossoms opening in the hushed evening hours.
God’s miraculous Hand transforming
cold, bare winter days into warm, flowering springtime inVirginia.
Spring always comes, I sensed His whisper deep within.
Never will I leave you
Never will I forsake you. Hebrews 13:5
Springtime wraps its arms of hope around you and I whispering
That no matter how long the wait
no matter how deep the pit
our God will prevail.
His mercies are new every day and Spring always comes.
Whatever you are facing in life
hold on to that promise.
We dare not trust what our eyes can see.
No, there is more. He is at work for you and for me. Behind the scenes.
With hearts uplifted in praise to our King
enjoy the signs of His Promises
and the awakening of life all over.