“Look beneath the surface;
let not the several quality of a thing nor its worth escape thee.”
― Marcus Aurelius
(new growth hiding beneath the brush / Troup Co, Georgia /Julie Cook / 2015)
Frozen
Wet
Lifeless
Barren
Muddling through colorless days
Bundled up, wrapped tight, hunkered down. . .
Sinking within self
Eyes fixed on nothing, as feet shuffle forward
Fighting wind, snow, rain. . .
Ode to Winter at its dulling best
Suddenly something tiny,
something small,
something possessing. . .
What?
What is this, dry forlorn minds query.
Shiny
Red
Tender
Green
Color
Life
Hope
Be ready
Be waiting
Be expectant
Be hopeful
Be watchful
Be willing
Because big new things lie just beneath the surface. . .
In alert expectancy such as this, we’re never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary – we can’t round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit!
Romans 5:5
The Message
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