I know it's a bit late for crocuses, but I found this treasure tucked in Isaiah today and wanted to share.
My soul is parched today. My heart feel like it's running on empty and I look around and feel like this cyclical work is for nothing. My kids are sick and cranky. My laundry is piled to the moon. There are a lot of ants in my kitchen. But mostly, I feel like I've been battling the same stuff over and over and getting nowhere.
Maybe you're like me and everything little is adding up to one big tired. Or maybe you are in the trial of your life. Something so heavy on your heart that feels like it is pulling you under and your arms are too tired to keep trying. Don't fret...He is right there and is stronger than any current.
Take heart. It's not meaningless. Big or small, it is all being seen and remembered. And God is going to do that thing that He does where He makes it all beautiful in its time. Where he brings life and beauty back into the dry land. I say it because it's true and because He has done it so many times in my life.
The desert and the parched land will be glad;
the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom;
it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
I'll wait for it with expectation.
For the here on earth blossoms.
And for the ones we won't see till Heaven.
Thank you, God. For all that you are. That you do not just set the world spinning and forget about us till we die, but that you are accessible in Jesus, and that you see it all.