Wow, it’s been eight months since I’ve been in here to write! About time!
I’ve lived in this little town now for seven years. I was walking around in the yard with a cup of coffee. Yes, I do that. I cut the grass yesterday. I was admiring everything. I feel blessed. Springtime is nice. My yard is nice. It’s spacious. Nothing fancy or rich looking, it’s just nice. The side yard is big enough that a couple of young kids could throw a football pass. They would just have to look out for the half dead crab apple tree in the middle. Who knows, it may thrive again one day. Which brings me to my next point.
While walking around, I noticed a small bush that was putting out several leaves that I hadn’t noticed until now. I think I saw one or two leaves last Fall, but didn’t give it much as I was weed eating around it. Today, I was surprised by how full it was looking. You can’t tell much from the picture, but it’s in a full form and not one sided.
We moved here seven years ago and I had about ten of these bushes that were dead and still in the landscape. Someone mentioned that a disease came through and took out a lot of these a year before we bought the house. Some out front, the sides and the back tree line. This one was on the side. I dug all of them up and they eventually headed into the fire. But for some reason, I didn’t dig this one up. It looked just like the others so I must have been too tired at that point to dig that one up. I don’t know. Point is, it was left standing. It was given mercy or grace. Now, seven years and it decided to come back to life. Kinda wish I hadn’t dug up the others now.
The same can happen to us I guess. In this seven years I’ve seen some good times and not so good times. Actually in my sixty seven years I’ve seen good and bad. Given time though we can begin to bloom and bud again. Sooner or later the tide turns back around. We just have to be patient and weather the storm, be still and trust in God and believe him when he said “be still and know that I am God”. I can’t wait to see how this bush grows and fills the spot where it is. Just like you and me, we have to remain faithful and trust that through our trials we grow and learn. And at just the right time we can start over and live again just like this bush has. There is always hope.
Broadcasting Hope 