Wilderness and desert will sing joyously,
the badlands will celebrate and flower—
Like the crocus in spring, bursting into blossom,
a symphony of song and color.
when all seems frozen
sleeping, near death
it is in the secret
quiet place
that something fresh
waits to burst forth
in the quiet place with Sandy
and singing in the Sunday choir with Deidra
yearning, longing for the new life to spring forth!
ReplyDeleteI LOVED this photo, Word section. You gave me lots of ideas for my photos connected to some of the Words. Thanks much, Karin.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Beautiful words with a perfect picture!
ReplyDeleteThis makes the waiting a mite easier.
ReplyDeleteOh my, this is lovely! Love it :)
ReplyDeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteEven in the harshest of circumstances, God is bringing forth something of great beauty and creativity. It's always awesome to appreciate His hand at work when our sight seems to be growing dim.
ReplyDeletejust when things look oh so prickly
ReplyDeleteout pops a little pink flower
Yes, dear friend, our Lord is the source of all life and the desert poses no problems to Him to create the most beautiful garden.
ReplyDeleteBlessings XX
Mia
Hi HFF! I love the image of all stillness and seeming like death. But new things come out of that quiet. I will remember this lesson today...we're expecting another batch of snow. Erg.
ReplyDeleteNice to see you again :)
Ceil
I think the picture tells it all. The beauty in waiting for something to happen, then being rewarded for patient.
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