14 March 2013

The Tears of Time

I spent a large portion of my evening looking at pictures of family and friends. Recapturing moments before they could fade away again. I found myself laughing out loud as memories came flooding over me.  Then, just as quickly, came a pain in my heart.  There have been hurts and losses along with wonderful gains over the years.  It's good to look back and remember all that God has done.  He is good, and He only does good.  Life is good.  I wouldn't trade a moment of the things I've learned.  

The tears of time have watered the smiles of today, and tomorrow is bursting with new awe at every turn.

People are like flowers in life.  In the winter seasons the mighty oak stands alone in the frigid air, even the leaves scatter with the winds of adversity.  As the spring sun begins to shine, it draws out new leaves to accompany the branches like fair weather friends. The flowers that nestled down with a warm blanket in the cool days of autumn, now rise to the song of the birds that fill the air.  

Each one has it's own personality.  A friendly daisy who never met a stranger, and only wants to brighten the day.  A shy tulip, full of wisdom, if anyone cares to listen.  A rosebud, somewhat prickly, but never lacking in generosity.  No one could miss the flamboyant Iris, always rising above, in color, in character, in fragrance.

People, like those flowers, contribute to our lives.

Some bring joy.  Some bring pain.  But everything works together for our good when we love God and are called according to His purpose.  Our journey may bring us home, as it did Naomi.  Or the path may take us before kings and through the wilderness to new land. Perhaps we may find our trail leads through the prison in order to bring us to the palace.  One thing is for sure, whether we are the comforted, or the one offering comfort, sorrow lasts for the night, joy comes in the morning.

When your friends and family come across an old photo of you, is there a giggle on their lips, perhaps a quiet smile?  Or is there a tear in an eye, an ache in a heart, for one they once called friend?

New life is beginning to bud here in the mid-west. American's prepare for spring cleaning and proudly display their fresh flowers.  Now is a good time to do some spring cleaning of relationships.  Dust what needs dusted.  Iron what needs ironed.  Mend what needs mended. 

Proudly display your fresh flowers!

The spring rain will give way to summers' heat.  Autumn will rustle the leaves and winter will come again.  When the new page of the picture album is turned, our hearts will respond.

1 comment:

  1. I love reading what you write!! Such insight!! Love, Aunt Marsha