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Just when I think I can’t get enough color, I rediscover white.
White, with all its subtle shades and textures.
I conclude, again, that there is no color as magnificent as white.
Wouldn’t you agree?
Hopeful Homemaker shared at The Inspired Room
I love my cherry trees.
Nearly every day I pause and look out my window to observe them, even in winter. Even when it seems like nothing is happening. I’ve learned that when I think nothing is happening, I am mistaken, for one day I’ll see this.
I draw strength from these trees.
Their potential gives me hope. I want to believe that I have potential like my trees.
Sometimes I feel like I work so hard, but all it amounts to is an occasional bud here or there, and the tree as a whole (my life) seems unchanged. I wonder how it can possibly add up to anything of value.
My cherry tree tells me to hang on, to have faith that one morning I’ll wake up and the sun will be shining…
… and this will happen.
Some stages of life seem to have very long winters. My tree helps me hope that spring might still come.
I want to believe that my life can blossom…
…into something as beautiful and productive as my cherry tree.
I hope that someday my life may even be laden with sweet, juicy fruit.
Until then, I sit beneath it’s blooming branches, breathe deeply, and keep hoping.
So if in your life it still feels like winter, I hope you’ll join me in waiting. There’s a chair out there, if you want to sit and stay a while.
Today I am grateful for cherry trees.
Hopeful Homemaker
Last week my little ones and I stopped to watch the lambs in a pasture not far from home.
It was so much fun to watch these tiny creatures, just a week or two old.
This is one pregnant momma! I’m not sure she could stand up if she tried.
It always makes me ponder life when I watch lambs shadowing their mothers.
These sheep seemed to be practicing their synchronized grazing skills. Every time I looked at them, they were in perfect formation.
While we often wish that we had more of a “country” lifestyle, I am thankful that I live among many who do.
What a sweet little animal!
Every time I see lambs, I wish we had one for a pet!
I guess I’ll have to be content with admiring this little one.
Isn’t it a beautiful world?
Jennifer