Hurricane
Tuesday, February 6, 2007 at 5:51 AM 
Current life events led me to turn to last February’s journal. I am both sobered and hopeful at where the seasons of life continue to lead.
New soil. Springtime ready to grow, but there is nothing in the current ground of my heart. It is empty. What little green sprouts will choose to grow there—weeds or beautiful wild flowers? It feels so desolate right now. A hurricane has come through and decimated the land. There is trash and death all along the shore. The birds and wildlife have not returned. Desolation on the beach—the same beautiful, glorious beach that held sparkling diamonds only moments before.
When will life return? What will the resurrection look like? Even those small words feel hopeful for now. I know I cannot rush springtime. Growth and restoration take time and great care. Who will care for me in this time of grieving?
--February 27, 2006
Journey, Personal Reflection, Seasons
Reader Comments (2)
I can imagine what you must have gone through, and my heart goes out to you.
I loved so much what you said here: "Growth and restoration take time and great care. Who will care for me in this time of grieving?"
It really does take time and great care...
Blessed Week : ) Wendy
thank you, wendy!