Two things happened this week: elections and winter.
Both brought periods of darkness to me. But at least this first snow didn’t bring a thaw, then a freeze that coated the roads with lasting ice. Phew! Good thing since this is the first winter without Old Bess, my faithful SUV.
After the elections, As I contemplated what lay in the future, I forgot about the unfolding of promises.
Just before the snow, I brought in several rosebuds from my garden. I am in the habit of leaving them on the bushes and sniffing them daily as I walk by. They look and smell divine. In the right weather. Now that winter was here, I knew the buds would never bloom, so I cut them off and brought them inside.
Daily I passed the blooming roses on my dining room table. What fun to watch the promise become the full-blown flower. A good reminder that where there is promise, there is fulfillment.
And no room for lingering darkness.
Over and over, during the week, friends and family reminded me that God still has the last say. Kingdoms have always come and gone. But God’s Word remains. Our hope is in His faithfulness.
God’s original plan for this planet has not changed. It was set forth in Genesis. No matter what things look like, His plan continues to move forward.
At times we forget that. Its good to be in community so that hope is always kept alive.
And so we have choices:
Kick against circumstances, even if they are ordained through His plan.
Look around and let our faces fall in disappointment.
Look up for the big picture and ask what our part should be in it.
Our God has the big picture. We only see this small piece.
He made this world, and us.
He will see it through, and us.
He is trustworthy. We can be confident in Him.
“He has made His wonderful works to be remembered; The Lord is gracious and full of compassion” (Psalm 111:4 NKJV).
“He has sent redemption to His people; He has commanded His covenant forever: Holy and awesome is His name: (Psalm 111:9 NKJV).