Friday 24 May 2013

Strength

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Lord, grant me the strength of the plant that pushes up between the paving slabs and blossoms in the most unlikely of places. 

There are times where it feels like there is very little soil to grow in; where it feels like a struggle to push on through. Those are the times where you have to remind yourself of those flowers that come up through cracks in the concrete or between bricks in a wall. 

I want that resilience. 
That determination to blossom no matter what.
But it's not in me.
I need help.



(And yes, I am well aware that I actually wrote 'most unlikeliest'. Duh! An oops moment that I am having to live with...)

5 comments:

  1. Oh, this is beautiful! I love the friendly colours but most of all, I like your words. They are so true.

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  2. Beautiful image, beautiful words! Thank you for commenting on my blog, so that I could find yours.

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  3. I LOVE your writing! It is outstanding...and this is coming from a Rev.! Who says we can't go there and put in our words...you have done a stellar job of personalizing something that is meant to be personal. And yes, it is so painstaking to blossom (us) and to blossom (outside) and to see the metaphors of the weeds that take place in both places. Weeds are beautiful and weeds are ugly...we get to choose. We rip them out or we leave them. We do both. Our choice depending on how they affect us and you have done just that. I might borrow what you have done, if that is OK. I think it is, as I said, STELLAR!!!! Lovies, Samara

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  4. I am totally inspired by the words and art that fills this screen....you have no idea the impact of your words...you are shining bright

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  5. FANTASTIC . . . you are an inspiring blogger.

    Hugs
    Sarn xxx

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