There are times in life when events push us from all that is familiar onto to a course of suffering. There, we are given an opportunity… To become who we were meant to be.
Today I celebrate the anniversary of one such day. Although shattered then, NOW I am profoundly grateful.
Beauty blooms following dark, long winters. Promises are remembered.
Have faith. Life is rising. Spring will come.
And bloom!
Amen.
It’s ABOUT TIME for spring to spring!!!!
Amen to that! And in more ways that one! Keep the Faith. Great Things are about to bloom!
“Promises are remembered”
Remembered by us, because the ONE who whispers them, never forgets.
He is a mighty God who, thankfully, isn’t changing one iota for little ol’ us.
Amen Sister!