"The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God will stand forever."
Isaiah 40:8
Today was a day of yard work. The weather was perfect for this work; and so many of my flowers needed trimming. As I listened to the hum of the trimmer and mowers in the distance, this verse kept running through my mind. When my mom had died, and many flowers of condolence filled my home, I was given this verse. It came to me as I was sobbing one day and turning the pages of my bible begging for answers. I found these words to bring me the most comfort. That was many years ago. Now as the days grow closer, on the anniversary of my fathers death, I find myself weeping in the quiet moments. Today was that kind of day. So through the tears I just put my hands deeper into the dirt and worked that much harder. I miss them both, not one more than the other; and if given the chance I would only want to see them together.
This week I will show you the before pictures of my new project. I will also introduce you to the owners of the antique mall where my space of loved junk is for sale.
I can't thank you enough for stopping by!
Glenda, that is a lovely verse, I have found working in the garden helped me after my mother passed away 15 years ago....and I still to this day have my moments and there is something about putting your hands in that soil that heals the soul. Hope you have a peaceful week...
ReplyDeleteGlenda - we have had a similar day. I'm so sorry for your loss and for the heaviness you feel right now. Praying for you.
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