Simple oak, maple, and ash castaways, once so vibrant, resemble those difficult moments when circumstances turn into ashes before our eyes; when trials at work or at home cause us to flinch; when people inflict unnecessary pain, sometimes unknowingly; while we're trying to do our best with our responsibilities and forge ahead to accomplishing our dreams. Sometimes we give up.
Raking our yard with my hubby, while gathering blisters on my hands, I remembered a retired missionary say, "They come and they go. You get what you get and don't throw a fit." Simple but wise. I think she was talking about people.
Reflecting can be beneficial . . . or maybe foolish, if it has no further purpose than to continue in a funk. Regardless, we just need to go on.
Picturing the incredible spring festival of Cherry Blossoms we have here in our nation's capital, followed by show after show of majestic floral masterpieces ~ hovering underneath the neglected winter soil, waiting for their time to enthrall. God allows everything for a reason. More leaves will come this spring.
"For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning." Psalm 30:5