At the moment, every time we come into our driveway we are met by a "host of golden daffodils." They stretch all the way up the "in" path and down the "out" path on both sides and also take pride of place in a large flower bed. They are a constant reminder to us of Ian's dad, as we remember him carefully and patiently planting masses of them. They look like majestic trumpeters heralding the presence of spring.They suggest new birth, new growth and fill my heart with joy as I gaze upon them every day.
A few however, have been breathed upon by the odd morning frost over the past week and their heads are starting to droop.I've told Ian I'm gonna pick these ones and put them in a vase on the kitchen table and try and encourage them to lift their heads again.
Many of us, from time to time, due to life's experiences, don't feel we have the energy to lift our heads up.But remember God knows what we're going through, or have been through and wants to renew our mind, body and soul so that we can stand up firm like the majestic daffodils, if only we'll let Him.
So it's up to us.Do we choose to be a "drop of rain" or a "ray of sunshine?"
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A really thought-provoking post, Jennifer, with some lovely images.
Much appreciated,
Andrew
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