
Everybody falls.
And, by God’s grace, we return
like flowers in spring.
The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of God endures forever.
Isaiah 40:8 (NIV)
Everybody falls.
And, by God’s grace, we return
like flowers in spring.
The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of God endures forever.
Isaiah 40:8 (NIV)
Sturdy wild flowers.
Do you ever contemplate
how soon comes the fall?
“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.”– 2 Corinthians 4:16 (NIV)
Photo by Gary Fultz on Unsplash
thick smoke on the hill
means the wildfires rage unseen
and so too in life
All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.
Isaiah 40:6,8
It is his first snow.
“Daddy, the ground is all gone!”
“Son, it will come back.”
What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.
He has made everything beautiful in its time.
Ecclesiastes 1:9; 3:11
On the sleeping grass
the biting wind meets the leaves.
Tomorrow? Same thing.
“Blowing Leaves” by alexabboud is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0