Sometimes our fate resembles the apple tree in winter. Who would think those dead branches would turn green in spring, and provide fruit. We watch faithfully knowing it will occur.
12/05/10 Life rushes within us. Our lives are never without riches and gifts. In life’s more difficult seasons, we are reminded that not all growth is seen. The winter stores the promise of spring within every sleeping branch. Even cold carries an ember of coming warmth locked in its icy heart. Look past discouraging appearances. Trust the wealth that is slowly germinating within you.