The purple blooming shrub my husband transplanted from his mama’s generous garden has graced the fence border, I believe, for three years.
Now the petals are faded and in the process of brittle decay. Positioned next to the Rose of Sharon with its pods all dried up and closed like little wrinkled up grocery bags, the back yard is changing.
The pool will be covered, the chairs put away. The place for evening sitting will be just a couple of chairs in the corner and from time to time, the metal fire pit I requested.
We will watch Winter come and we will wait.
I pray we will rest.
Rest assured that the tiny purple flowers will explode with renewed growth, the rose bush will go crazy with magenta again and the pool will be reopened after Easter.
I bought a yellow beach ball yesterday with a little face of a baby chick and wings on either side, $1.99.
I thought of next year.
Of laughter around May.
Prayer time this morning conjured up an expression used to make a point, to reassure, to stand firm in your opinion in an argument.
I left the words on the page, under my supplications.
The words that tell me come what may I have assurance.
Assurance of God knowing me and my family. Assurance of them knowing Him.
Rest assured. I can do that today. Mountains move, seas roar, tragic untimely deaths happen, confrontations heighten, animosity threatens.
Rest assured, though. God still calms seas, moves mountains, protects us as He is able against the enemy’s influence, fights for us
Fights for us gently in the call for us to know Him, to notice.
When you see God today, hear Him, you’ll know.
He’s still here and He is still mighty.
“Mightier than the thunders of many waters, mightier than the waves of the sea, the Lord on high is mighty! Your decrees are very trustworthy; holiness befits your house, O Lord, forevermore.”
Psalm 93:4-5 ESV
You will find Him because He longs to be recalled, to be called upon, to be found again and again by you.
Continue and believe. New days are ahead.