The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever…. (Isaiah 40 verse 8).
Endings and beginnings, waiting and hoping. Where do our hearts rest during our days and moments….?
God’s word; spoken, held, listened to… How do we hear, see and sense? New life and moments of insight and blessing. We cannot hold on and grasp,,,,we can only wait and open our hearts and lift our eyes to different horizons, even decaying leaves! They hold the promise of nutrients for new life.
Let the Spirit of God fill your heart and open your eyes!
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