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Blinded by Grief

I’m not the first woman who struggles to see you in grief, Lord. I cry out in my pain because I don’t know where you are. Mary Magdalene couldn’t recognize you when you were right in front of her, for she thought you were a gardener. So many times I have begged for someone toContinue reading “Blinded by Grief”

Early Morning Prayer

My Lord, you are my everlasting God and creator of all things. You were before all things and hold all of creation together. You do not faint or grow weary. Your plan is so deep I could never begin to understand it. This morning I place my trust in you again. I am faint; youContinue reading “Early Morning Prayer”

Sorrowing Snowdrops & Doubtful Daffodils

My heart knows when the snowdrops are blooming and often begins to ache. It remembers the sparkling snow, dirt, and debris surrounding the short green leaves and the posture of the white lantern lights that particular year. All appeared hopeless, but providence remained kind. Most of the blooms shined down on me that year. AlthoughContinue reading “Sorrowing Snowdrops & Doubtful Daffodils”

Bubbles & Bulbs

I made my way to the check-out counter with my arms full of discounted spring bulbs, desperate to be planted. I could not withhold my excitement until I got home, so I began to pray the scriptures over each bulb in my possession while I stood in line. The gentleman behind me commented about theContinue reading “Bubbles & Bulbs”

Autumn Journey

I arranged the cosmos in such a way as to hide the spent blooms. It was a tough summer, and I was growing weary that the soil conditions made it impossible to produce flowers, but there was enough for a single bouquet. It was my first time planting this variety. The magenta framing the softContinue reading “Autumn Journey”

Waiting on Flowers

The deep purple hyacinths and cheerful daffodils were finally ready to be picked. I rummaged under the kitchen sink hoping to find something I could use for a vase. I was pleased to find two glass jars so I didn’t have to display them in an old grape jelly jar and a red plastic cup.Continue reading “Waiting on Flowers”