Sometimes there’s a really brutal winter. The rains are torrential, the winds searing, the snow deep. But then comes the spring.
After winter, always new growth.
And the harvest.
I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.
Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD. Psalm 27: 13-14
Always the harvest.
This is a beautiful post. I appreciate the harvest season a lot these days.
Alisa Noble said:
A lovely truth.
“My soul magnifies the Lord,” ♥