I went out to the back yard, while the air was hanging in damp cool drapes. There, peeking up at me, was one of the first Hydrangea leaves. Bright green, brave, looking for spring.
I want to be brave and look for spring too. But I’m in my house, and my heart feels less than courageous. There’s plenty to worry over, or be afraid of these days. “Huddle away” they tell us, and so my heart hunkers down in the dark, and my fears try to tuck me in for the long night.
But there are whispers of things hoped for, not seen. I can reminisce with Scripture I learned long ago, of what is to come; of how I can be brave, and long for the things that are true.
Isaiah 41:28-29…
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Matthew 6:25-28 …Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin.
His promises are as sure as the spring season that is here, dressing up the the flowers to parade in full bloom. These words are for my heart now, for hope, for peace, for strength. He is in control. He will provide. I have no reason to fear.
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