Oh Hope, where art thou

What’s on my mind?

Sitting in my office attempting “quiet time”, my philodendron caught my eye.

Morning skies dark and bleak gave no offer of hope.

Yet. Stems. Leaves.

A small flower.

Barely noticeable.

All stretching. Leaning into.

The sunshine.

Where was none visible.

Today.

So many moments I long for the warmth of the sun on my face.

The evident presence of the Son in my heart. Realizing only the dark

and the bleak.

My plant knows more than I.

It knows the sun and Son are always present if not visible. 

Continually life giving.

Unwavering source of Life and Hope.

Now may our Lord Jesus Christ himself, and God our Father, 

who loved us and gave us eternal comfort and good hope through grace, 

comfort your hearts and establish them in every good work and word.

  2 Thessalonians" 2:16-17