There’s something about Spring, about seeing the new life bud forth that instills in us a sense of hope.
When I walked to my favorite spot in our backyard, I looked up at the green leaves sprouting from our orange tree. But what I desperately wanted to see was some sign of an orange blossom, no matter how small. I crooked my neck back, staring into the twisted branches, just hoping that our tree would hold the promise of a fall harvest of oranges.
It’s a spring ritual–a trek I make each year across our small green patch of lawn to gaze upward into the citrus trees in our backyard. I’m looking for the new life, the promise that this fall I can expect something about life to be the same. There will be joy if there are blossoms. So many things in life change, and we just need assurance that something we have always expected to occur will once again bear fruit for us. It gives rhythm to our lives.
With my neck craned and my eyes searching, I found a bud–the tiniest burst of a promise. I scanned longer and found some larger buds crowned in white. As I came around the tree, I found a gold mine of hope. My heart soared, as hope welled up within me.
When we hunger for hope and none is blossoming around us, when we long for something in our life to remain the same–stable, when we are looking for new life, we will find it all in Jesus.
“The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord.” Lamentations 3:23-24 NIV
What hope has the Lord shown you?
Janis, this blog was absolutely wonderfully spiritually minded!!! It was so well put and God-inspired!! I love the scripture that you put with it!!!!! Love you, Karen
Oh He is our Hope Eternal! Thank you for sharing – this is beautiful.
There is always hope, isn’t there?
This reminds me so much that when we seek our Lord with our whole hearts, we will find Him. That beautiful butt that at times seems to hide. Over via Emily’s.
How I would love to see blossoms, here where our lives are smothered in snow
but I know, in His time, He unfolds
hope thrives here in your words
longing for that sign of life in the land of snow… Janis, I have missed you. i’m so glad you linked your beautiful words to imperfect prose, tonight. xo
The Lord continues to show me that there is hope in Him because He never, ever leaves me. I derive great comfort in His sure and unchanging Presence.
Lovely post, friend! Good to see you out here in Blog Land today!
Hi Janis, it’s great to reconnect with you. As I read your post a portion of a scripture comes to mind where the Psalmist says he strains to see the Lord. May we each remain in expectant anticipation of Him.
What a fragrant time of year it is in Arizona! There are orange trees all over the grounds of where we are now living. When I walk to get my mail, I can smell it. (unfortunately my allergies act up though)
God is so good. He is faithful and gives me hope as I read His Word. I also see His answers to my prayers in His timing.
Blessings and love,
Wishing you a blessed Easter Sunday! May your day be full of Resurrection JOY!
“He is not here, for He has risen, just as He said.” (Matthew 28:6)
He is Risen! He is Risen indeed!
Celebrating with you the promise of eternal life – thanks the One who is the Way, the Truth, and the Life!