Juggler of words and children…collector of pottery shards
Until a few weeks ago, I thought the fig trees were dead. It is nothing short of miraculous to me that now, thick vibrant green stems have shot up from the dry, brown branches. Huge leaves, many larger than my hand, shelter plump green figs.
What a picture of life and the work of God’s grace. Just when all hope seems lost, and that which is dearest to us appears utterly dead, new life springs forth. There are no hopeless situations with Him, no lost causes.
“I did not say to the seed of Jacob, ‘Seek Me in vain.'” Isaiah 45:19
“The eyes of the LORD are on the righteous, and His ears are open to their cry…” Psalm 34:15