There must be some kind of magical transformation that happens every winter in my yard... snowflakes melt into leaves... dead, damp, brown leaves. Then they cover the flower beds around the house like a blanket.
So today, I spent the afternoon raking leaves. It was amazing what I discovered beneath that brown blanket.
At first, I thought I had exposed the white root of a nasty weed. Since poison ivy is my enemy, I looked before I yanked the "weed." Thank goodness!
Visions of the bigger model that left this glistening skin in the dirt threatened to end the raking... until questions about growth, natural and spiritual growth, pushed all fearful thoughts aside.
I worked on those leaves contemplating growth in nature - discarded skins, the brilliant green of new growth, the resiliency of established plants - wondering... shouldn't I see similar evidence of life, of growth, in my walk with God?
In the end, the rake gave out.
The thoughts carry on.
But grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. To him be glory both now and for ever. Amen. II Peter 3:18